Sunday, August 03, 2014

Dreaming of France -- Colorful Nice

Please join this weekly meme. Grab a copy of the photo above and link back to An Accidental Blog. Share with the rest of us your passion for France. Did you read a good book set in France? See a movie? Take a photo in France? Have an adventure? Eat a fabulous meal or even just a pastry? Or if you're in France now, go ahead and lord it over the rest of us. We can take it.
Last week I blogged about the rich blue of the water and the reflections in Nice. This week, I'm sharing with you some other colors.
These photos were taken by my friend Leah when she went to Nice in June. Leah's an artist and I'm sure she'll soon be capturing these colors in her artwork. Here's her Etsy page and her Facebook page.
Here's a shot down the street outside their apartment in Old Town, Vieux Nice.
Don't you just love the array of colors and how they all seem to fit?
But someone always has to step outside the accepted colors, like the owner of this door.
What do you think? Like it or too far from the color scheme?
I wish I had the opportunity to walk the streets and see all of these building. I can't wait to see what you all are dreaming about today.


Sally Tharpe Rowles said...

Love these beautiful colors....I always appreciate all of the various colors. These are pretty photos too!

Esme said...

we are both thinking colour today.

Sim Carter said...

I LOVE the veering away from the unexpected! Gorgeous and sunny!

Linda said...

One of my favorite cities, especially because of the colors there.

Vicki Lesage said...

Love the colors! The green door would probably annoy me as a neighbor but I would love seeing such vibrant colors on a stroll through Nice.

Leovi said...

Very nice photos, wonderful colors

Anne in Oxfordshire said...

I love the colours , and especially the LIME green door , what fun .

Don't they just wake you up , and put a spring in your step!!! I love this area of France ,

leah reynolds said...

Thanks for sharing my photos!

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