What if a river could tell tales? The Allée de la Bièvre whispers stories of a forgotten Paris. Here, where the bustling city now stands, once flowed a river, the Bièvre. It entered Paris near what is now Parc Kellerman, winding its way through the 13th and 5th arrondissements. The Allée de la Bièvre traces its ghostly path. The Bièvre was a working river, powering mills and supporting industries. Its name, derived from the old French word for “beaver,” hints at a time when these creatures graced its banks. Bronze medallions, placed along the Allée, mark the river’s course. Imagine the clatter of mills like the Moulin de Prés and the Moulin de Croulebarbe. Envision the vibrant colors of the Gobelin tapestry workshop, its dyes benefiting from the nitrogen-rich waters. Sadly, the Bièvre became a victim of its own success. As industries flourished, pollution mounted, turning the once-clear waters into an open sewer. By 1912, the Bièvre was banished underground. Yet, its legacy lives on. The Allée de la Bièvre invites you to walk in its footsteps, to imagine a Paris where the gentle murmur of a river mingled with the sounds of the city. From the vibrant Butte-aux-Cailles neighborhood to the serene Jardin des Plantes, the Bièvre’s spirit lingers, a reminder of a hidden chapter in Paris’s story.
Église Notre-Dame de l’Air
Beneath what appears to be a simple stone and wood structure lies a history interwoven with faith aviation and community.