Last week we enjoyed hearing about a friend's wonderful trip to Paris. I thought about our visit there some years ago. The weather was almost too fine to spend indoors. We searched out spectacular art nouveau landmarks and enjoyed everyday life out on the streets and plazas. A very kind man who worked in a camera shop near our hotel told me that I "must experience Paris in black and white." He was right. This is a lesson I have taken to heart in big cities everywhere. Distracting colors disappear, Lines and shapes take precedence. Sepia, instead of black and white can imply a sense of age. That is how I captured the Place Saint Michel one morning as the light transformed the Metro entrance into something magical.