That was an ordinary summer day (or not?) when everything we wanted was to wash away all the weight of the world from our shoulders. I can't wait for these salty carefree summer days when your favorite shoes are footprints.

There should be a day when you grab your favourite book, a picnic basket and head out on your garden.  I love those days spring days, barefoot and laid out in the shade of the tree. Taking that much needed alone time is a great way to reconnect with yourself and your thoughts. New coming indeed!

Here's to the moments where you realize true stories and simple things are wonderful and enough. 

Perhaps this is what this season is about: trusting in the unknowns, finding gold in the little things, trading fear in what's uncertain for freedom to thrive within it. 

"Flaneur" they say, to mean a person who strolls the city in order to experience it. Days when we can't travel it's simply so great to slow down,  turn on "Ballad du Paris"  and find your own little Paris in the so known-by-heart streets. Isn't beautiful anyway?

And the sun took a step back to let the iron sky fall. Moody and dark, but still beautiful. Autumn.

To start your birthday day in a dress of your dreams with a glass of champagne in Paris. What can be better? 

If I'd need to choose my favorite month it'd definitely be October. When the sun still warms you up but a light wind make you cover yourself with warm sweater. Berries, pies and long evening talks with tea. Sweet October they say.

Autumn is the best time for cozy portraits. Empty beaches, wind in the hair and warm sun on your face. Oh, and of course black and white film!