The Saturday Market

Farmers Market | Rennes, France

I lived in France only briefly, a summer, but I remember details in a fluid and blurry way, like a lingering dream. A long forgotten watercolor painting. Vivid memories of scouring Charcuterie’s for the perfect flavor of cheese.. sitting in parks and basking in the sun, and visiting the weekly market.

The things I loved most about living in Rennes- the stillness, the leisurely way people seemed to move in the city- are the very things that I recognize here in San Francisco. Perhaps it is why I love being here so much. I visit markets with lush produce and pass by quiet bakeries in the morning and sit in parks and read on the train, the green landscape intertwining itself into who I am becoming. I love San Francisco, and living in France taught me how.