Les Parapluies de St Petersburg

Well, just as I was putting the first postcard in a drawer and not thinking about it so much, look what hatched in the mailbox. The shot of grey St Petersburg is like an inside out version of Les Parapluies de Cherbourg. I will let it stay on the little kitchen table until I get home from work. For some reason I want to wait, to think about it for a day without knowing what it says.