Spring at Palais Royal

In the gardens, Parisians sat upon benches, lazed in the grass reading books or just soaking in the first warm sun rays of spring. Vibrant pink magnolia trees scattered their oversized petals to the breeze, casting a fragrance into the air. The ground was carpeted in the petals, and I couldn’t help but collect a handful for myself, to take that essence of spring with me.

By the fountain, people chattered softly over the sound of the waters, or layer on the fountain’s edge surrounded in light. I sat for a moment and read out of my book of Love Poems that I got from Shakespeare & Co. It was one of the first spring days in Paris, and everyone shared the same feeling of bliss. After making it through March, the month known for endless rain and gloom in Paris (“In March, she cries” as the saying goes), the first week of spring hits all at once it seems. Suddenly the trees grow their first bright green leaves, and cherry blossoms scatter their romantic confetti of petals on the ground. I think I’d recommend going to Paris in April to any romantic, to experience this storybook city.

After relaxing in the gardens, we left to roam the winding streets. We discovered some delicious macarons at Senoble, which I snatched up for our picnic we planned to have later at the Seine River. I’ll share those photos with you a little later! We also passed the adorable La Belle Epoch restaurant, with its doors wide open to let in the spring air.

Starving, we hunted down the perfect spot to sit and eat while people watching. We decided on the Italian restaurant Capri on Honoré street, which I will now recommend to anyone! It was delicious, and I dream of that Soupe a l’oignon and Tartufo Pizza, plus sipping on my latte before, and a Bellini after. I recommend dipping the cross of the pizza in the soup. C’est si bon!