Bergerac, France, taken on October 2, 2011
Someone must have told MM to stop and smell the roses – so she did, literally.
Bordeaux, France, taken on September 27, 2010
My first encounter with unexpected beauty in Bordeaux was with a pink flower, after a day of stressing over paperwork upon my arrival. She appeared out of nowhere, waving at me outside my residence. Her simple elegance was sheer beauty, and I felt as if I had been kissed by a rose in the midst of my frustration. It gave me some hope.