An April vacation several years ago ended with three days in Paris. Among the thousands of photos from that trip, one was bursting with the color of flowers and cried out to be transformed into a painting. The image was taken looking northeast, the Seine and a boulevard was on the right, but the area of interest was a row of flower shops and strollers enjoying the morning sun of spring. A few years after completing the painting I was viewing a digital copy of Woody Allen’s wonderful film, “Midnight in Paris”. The first time I saw it was in a movie theater, but it deserved a second and third look. The opening of the movie is a 1920’s jazz soundtrack with an accompanying series of very quick shots taken around Paris. As I re-watched the opening I thought I saw a familiar view. A screen capture and further inspection confirmed it was the exact corner I had painted and from the same point of view. I was shocked, amazed, and pleased. Further snooping on Street View, Google Earth, and other sources uncovered many other images of the same location in different seasons, times of day and night, and from different points of view. The results of my research is a poor substitute for actual travel, but the latter hasn’t been an option for a couple of years. If I ever make it back to that spot, it’ll almost feel like being home.