Sunrise on the Sienne.
7:44am 2/25/26 – Emotionally glorious.
Timid sky, but still it felt right. River rushing below. Just me on the bridge east of Notre Dame. One soul stopped, but only to tie her running shoe. Then on she ran. Who knows to where. I woke @ 4:15 and wrote to the Wind until well after 6. Spyro Gyro Morning Dance is my soundtrack this morning. Glorious track from October last.
What a delight to be alive in this city. The rain moved away and we have early spring weather. How foolish to leave just now. Alas, I suppose it is that time. No one can run away forever.
Or can they?
Saw first river traffic in a week (because of the flood levels)… think it’s a river cruise getting into the place for later.
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