"All Good Things Are Wild And Free"
Living in Paris, it's easy to forget about the wildness, the freedom that exist in the world. Or perhaps not to forget, but to misplace the feeling. Here there are so many rules, so many obligations, so many fences.
But every once and a while, someone or something breaks through and shows you that the spirit is still there, though reigned in by the limits of living in the city.
I wish I could have trusted and let go long enough to allow Lucy to join them. Even so, it was worth watching, just to see pure joy running by my window, along the narrow strip of grass, in the middle of this crazy ville.
*Title by Henry David Thoreau, US Trancendentalist Author (1817-1862).