It was hot and the horses were running. We were betting on horses and drinking wine just like Hemingway did almost a hundred years ago. A splendid day.
And here, a quote: “My wife had a horse one time at Auteuil named Chevre d’Or that was a hundred and twenty to one and leading by twenty lengths when he fell at the last jump with enough savings on him to keep us six months. We tried never to think of that.” (E.Hemingway, A Moveable Feast, 1965 edition, p. 50)
(the pictures were taken with an analog camera and then digitalized from the negative.)