Un beau jour au jardin

On nice days, Parisians and tourists like to spend time in the Luxembourg Garden. They stroll, they sit in the sun, they sit in the shade, they enjoy an ice cream, they push toy sailboats out into the fountain, and they play tennis. When I lived in the nearby pension de famille in 1981, the woman who ran it, Madame Cornille (which humorously translates to Mrs. Black-eyed Pea), prepared bag lunches on Sundays. I remember many a Sunday sitting in the garden eating mine, usually a ham sandwich on a piece of baguette, a wedge of supermarket cheese like la vache qui rit or Babybel, a piece of fruit (usually a banana or an apple), and a little pot of yogurt.

A place in the sun. Digitized color slide, sometime in the 90s.

This photo is probably from the early or mid 90s. A rather stylishly-dressed woman (not anyone I know) was enjoying reading a magazine in the sunshine. From what I can make out, the magazine is Télérama, a newstand TV and movie guide.