Paris.  Do I really need to say anything more?

My feet were not on the ground today; I spent part of the afternoon walking at rooftop level, admiring the view.  It was almost sunny, very cold, and pretty near perfect.

And then, there it is; the iconic tower.  That tower simply cannot take a bad picture!

 

I think the traces of jet airplanes makes the sky more interesting.  I must admit, I can’t help comparing France with Italy.  In Italy, the blue skies are usually filled with the most interesting cumulus clouds.  I never tire of that sky.  France is different.  The clouds are more diffused.

 

It becomes an addiction, trying to capture the tower in a photograph:

 

 

 

 

So, finally, I must turn away.  Other parts of the Parisian skyline are beautiful too:

 

 

And, even looking down, from the fancy perch I was on, is also interesting:

 

The perch itself is gorgeous!

 

 

 

Far away is the mighty Sacré-Cœur; the misty atmosphere hiding its outlines.

 

And the Paris Opera house is nearby.  So interesting to see it from on high and not ground level.  A temple (to the arts) in the sky.

 

 

 

But then, like a magnet, my vision is drawn back to it:

 

 

I look away:

 

 

 

 

But go back:

You’re just too good to be true, can’t take my eyes off of you.