Ernest Hemingway famously wrote in A Movable Feast how he dreaded autumn in Paris. He and his wife Hadley would leave for the mountains and return once the city had "accommodated itself to winter." "When we came back to Paris it was clear and cold and lovely." Makes me long even more to be there, especially this week with a blanket of snow. Maybe it's because I live in Los Angeles, where enchanting weather only comes in the form of sunshine. Alas.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Paris Snow
Ernest Hemingway famously wrote in A Movable Feast how he dreaded autumn in Paris. He and his wife Hadley would leave for the mountains and return once the city had "accommodated itself to winter." "When we came back to Paris it was clear and cold and lovely." Makes me long even more to be there, especially this week with a blanket of snow. Maybe it's because I live in Los Angeles, where enchanting weather only comes in the form of sunshine. Alas.
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Paris in the snow, London in the sun, Rome in the rain. We will do it all, some day.
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