These photos feel like the memory of a rainy day in Paris, when the sun has broken through the clouds, but just, and the smell of wet concrete is in the air. A smell you find strangely satisfying. And you're out for a stroll alone, camera in hand. Maybe in search of the nothing or the next serendipitous thing that you'll always remember on that day when you were out for a walk in Paris, alone with your camera, when the sun had just broken through the clouds and that strangely satisfying smell of wet concrete filled the air.
Your comments on this image are welcome, and encouraged! And a question for the photographer - malpelo30 - if s/he is so inclined: Is there anything special about this moment, day, trip, or place beyond what you've shared on Flickr that you'd like to add or comment on here? Along with other vivaca visitors, I would love to know more!
Location: Paris, France ★
Photo courtesy of malpelo30