Paris Solstice Sunshine stretching across the horizon from the dampness of dawn to the approaching midnight. Paris speaks in a cacophony of tongues, brilliant colors in dappled light, shimmering pauses punctuated by purple moments tied to lines of mechanical sunshine reaching into the night. Time moves neither backward nor forward. Music ride on cushions of light, meandering saxophones, sweet strings, drums of heartbeats in a thousand tongues, tempered by mirth, nurtured by delight. Tethered flags, blended flights, nations dance in concentric rhythms. Click on the version you would like to see: Multimedia Slides Slides w/audio