It was late morning and over the Palais Royal gardens the clouds looked to be dissipating... a peek of sunlight lasted but a moment, then the slippery watercolor grey skies* hovered over the city once again. This is typical for Paris winters I'm told. The veiled sunlight though is luminous still.
Very few people made it out to these lovely gardens this January morning, so for a long while it was just me, a few joggers and a sweet little lady who came it seemed to feed her very own flock of pigeons.
* thank you Adrienne for this perfect color description for Paris winter skies