Leaving before dawn
There is an allure to this corner nestled in the curve of the Seine.
A pleasure from which I draw balance, a profound need to escape from the bustling city, without removing myself.
The first light of day sharpens my senses.
Feel the biting cold of the winter morning envelop me as the first fluttering of wings catches my eye.
I relish the unexpected as a journey and immerse myself contemplating without restraint the beauty of my surroundings.
Perceive the ephemeral, observe the wilderness.
As I discover this unique hamlet, the promise of a moment to myself, to attain the essential.
In the space of a moment, I find in this clearing the strength of the invisible tether that connects me to nature.