Taking photos, of everything I find beautiful or sad, or which says something has become quintessential me. On Tuesday we were in Paris, queuing to get into Tour Eiffel and then roaming this amazingly beautiful structure. My grumpy kids and tired hubby stopped posing after a while so turned to selfies. In here I have the iron lace of the tower directly and reflected, the minuscule people underneath the amazingly blue sky and white clouds. I am happy, also quintessential of me when I get a good shot! There. Posting a day late, whilst on terra firma 😉
