Overcast Paris. Relentlessly charming. A haiku.
Café Louise provides a warm-me-up on a super-cold Paris first Sunday after a power walk from the Arch de Triomphe to St. Germain.
More hateful violence by bad actors in Paris this week, and therefore, all the more reason to reinforce the goodness and light of that beautiful city. Reblogging this post in solidarity with Parisians and folks all over the world who reject prejudice, hatred, violence and vitriol.
The Museum of Montmartre and Renoir’s Gardens throb with a creative, imaginative and harmonious aesthetic that evokes the era of impressionist art in Paris.
Paris is a beloved city of the world, and cannot ever be ruined by individuals or groups doing evil deeds. My tiny contribution to the healing process and return to normalcy is to reinforce the positives.
Two haiku are born during a weather delay before a flight to Paris. Just call it haiku therapy.
Rue des Martyrs in Paris has a neighborhood feel and marvelous array of food and flower shops. It might just be the perfect street.
I had some spare time over an April weekend in Paris and visited the Jacquemart-Andre Museum. Sheer loveliness. I haven’t had time to collect my thoughts and photos yet, but here’s a look at the floral arrangement in the drawing room. Happy Wednesday! Stay tuned – more to come!
You know those dishes your grandmother made waaaaaay back when you were a child and no one has ever been able to reproduce, no matter how hard and how often they tried? That’s the taste in this gratin at the Bistro Des Augustins in Paris; it’s grandmotherly good, an instant and permanent deep-seated taste memory.
This artist’s studio, a room preserved as it was at one time at the Museum of Montmartre in Paris, inspires me. I knew when I first saw it that I wanted a room like this. a room of her own (where the self can be known) is a treasure More to come on this topic … Continue reading Haiku: A Room of Her Own