When my sisters visited me for the weekend, we were running between rain showers to see the best spots of Paris. Palais Royal is always a lovely place to see because of it’s light architecture and flower garden. This time we were lucky enough to run into a rose garden. It was miraculously empty so it was only the three of us walking in this garden. It were the colours, the smell of the rain, the light and the roses that reminds me of my mother, who would have loved this place too. It also reminds me of this photo; Claude Monet in his garden.
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