Old Paris – the boat man in the Tuileries
It’s evening in Paris; it’s closing time in the Tuileries gardens. An old man pushes a barrow laden with a dozen charming sailing boats: their sails are beautiful. Pastels at sunset.
He heads towards the safety of a night-time port. A shed, a wooden shed.
Yes, their sails are beautiful – an evensong – and all the colours are fading away …
But tomorrow the boat man will return; his boats will sail again, just as they did a hundred years ago.