Square du Vert Galant
as seen from Pont des Arts
An early evening in April we strolled to Pont des Arts, hand in hand.
So romantic, we were alone...
with about a hundred of our fellow romantics, picknickers, and flaneurs on the bridge.
We watched the sun set into Seine
and tossed our key into the water below.
Yes, the key was red.
(joyeaux anniversaire, D)
Pont des Arts