The pleasures of Paris are legion.
Every few hundred meters we found another astonishment, another garden in the high style, another temple to divinity, another palace brimming with masterpieces.
And in a city with 7,000 restaurants, the next lovely cafe seemed always just a few steps away.
Two-thousand years of civilization can accomplish much.
And yet, walking our own field and woods, untouched for 40 years, we realize the works of men have their limits.
We are reminded the highest forms of beauty have little to do with us. So often, the best we can do is nothing at all.
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