In looking over my recent posts, I've noticed that things have become rather gray around here.
I suppose that's partly due to the general atmosphere. Even though December 21st is the first official day of winter, it already feels very wintery here and all of Paris seems to be reflected in shades of gray.
It's not necessarily a bad thing. Sometimes it sort of feels like living inside a Robert Doisneau photograph. And while there's a certain melancholy that comes with the changing of the seasons from fall to winter, it feels fitting that there is a period of quiet and muted colors.
It's funny because even though I took these pictures in color, they seem more true-to-life in black and white.
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