Springtime was always the natural start of the year, which explains why in French it’s called printemps, the first time, and en italien, primavera. It is a time of renewal. Often, we think of spring days being filled with sunny blue skies and blooming flowers but that isn’t always the case. French women learn to live in the moment and appreciate grey skies just the same as blue. Whether you spend an afternoon biking in Provence or Tai Chi in the Luco in Paris, make spring your own and get moving. After all, you can’t enjoy gorgeous flowers on a sunny day without some rainy days. C’est la vie!