Throughout France, it is easy to lose yourself walking the streets. No real place to be, just out enjoying the architecture, the bright colored shutters, the stone walkways, the meandering streets. Flowering potted plants strategically placed high in windows. Storefronts filled with handmade products like soaps, pastries, cheeses, gelato, wine and art. And then there were the outdoor neighborhood markets. The selection of fresh fruits and vegetables, portable butchers, fish mongers, cheese shops – it was enticing to both the eyes and the nose. Many times I didn’t buy too many items, I just loved to watched the interactions of people. The kisses to both cheeks, the smiles, the camaraderie shared. In the small town of Cusset, it was fascinating to watch how many people sat in large groups with friends that you know had been in their lives for years. The sense of community and togetherness was so healthy and the impact on these people’s lives was obvious. They were out and about, buying goods to cook that evening. Stopping to enjoy a coffee, beer or spritz with their friends. This was a community of much older people and was a sight I’m not sure you see in many parts of the United States. Here are some of my favorite pictures from the streets and markets I visited in Montpellier, Lyon, Cusset, Cotignac, Mandelieu, Nice and Paris.
Wandering in Possibility 