It’s back to summertime in Paris that my mind wanders, it feels as though, the cold in Mid-West is just too much to handle at times… I want to get lost in this Parisian garden, where every worry seemed to melt away… Although I may not physically be there, I honestly believe Hemingway when he said, “If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris, then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast.” Thank goodness for that, for in this blizzard, I’ve still got Paris with me.