On a blustery Sunday afternoon, the rain stopped and the people of Paris came out to stroll in the Tuileries gardens.  Boys and fathers sailed model boats on the pond, young mothers pushed well-sprung prams, chatting all the while.

But nobody chose to loiter on the benches between the trees, and the buskers, with cold fingers and serious faces, had a difficult time attracting a crowd.

Thanks to Sue for this week’s Word a Week Photo prompt, Music.