je reve de neige

it snowed today. i took out my camera (film still looks better you digital Fascists), which had been sitting in my closet since January last - when I arrived in my rainy French wonderland.

i sat in my so-called pied-a-terre, and i opened the window and inhaled the cold, wintery Parisair. and i watched the big flakes fall, and i clicked away with manual focus.

they didn't stick.

but a girl can hope . . .