Last night some friends and I made our way up to Montmartre for the 76th annual Fête des Vendanges, or Grape Harvest Festival. For those of you that don't know, there is a small vineyard there, called "La Vigne du Clos de Montmartre" dating back to 1934, but they say wine has been produced there for centuries now.

The fête itself lasts for four days and includes all kinds of fun events - tastings, visits of the vineyard, and local and regional markets among other things. There are also exhibitions, concerts, galas and my favorite - fireworks!

We had a great time walking around, trying different wines and chatting with people - like these über-friendly gentlemen.And then we picked up some bread, saucisson, cheese and a few bottles of wine and had an impromptu picnic while waiting for the fireworks to start. It had been a great day and for whatever reason, I just felt so in the moment. There I was, sitting on a grassy hill overlooking Paris, surrounded by Frenchies and I was enjoying myself. Enjoying myself! How things have changed from my Bretagne days.
Sometimes it's the littlest things that make life so great. And y'all know how much I love me some fireworks. Especially last night - the sky was just full of all of these brilliant colors.

At one point it almost felt like an acid trip, like these golden stars were just raining down upon us.And then it was off for some pizza and traipsing around Montmartre. I honestly could not have asked for a better Saturday night.