Hello, dear friends! I do hope you are well.
Lately, amidst juggling so many matters requiring my attention, I’ve been imagining dawn over a peaceful Paris, with the river and elegant buildings bathed in a rose-gold light, shimmering in the morning air. To share it with you, I’ve attempted to capture this vision in a selection of images for next year’s Paris calendar. Literally, I reviewed thousands of photographs before I finally settled on this collection.
I do hope they inspire you travel to beautiful Paris, even in your imagination.
(The calendar itself is available in the shop now here and below are all twelve images. As always for my blogging friends, use coupon code CAL20 for 20% off.)
More adventures and calendars to come this week. (My apologies if you’ve not heard from me recently – a server glitch hid a number of your kind comments but I have them now and will respond very soon.)
Thank you as always for your visits and thoughtful words.
Hello, my friends! I hope this finds you very well.
We are having the most gorgeous summer in Seattle with day after glorious day of sun, blue skies and late-lingering twilight. Our rambling garden might just be at its best ever and we are savoring each fragrant, breeze-filled moment.
Today I bring you pink-tinted, sun-washed scenes from the tiny island of Burano, a short boat trip from historic Venice. Known for exquisite lace making, colorful houses and striped doorway curtains, Burano presents a particular charm that is architecturally quite different from the elegant palazzi of the Grand Canal. Of course, not all the houses are pink (!) but I felt that, grouped together, they offer a bright, light-drenched ode to the season that I hope captures the unique atmosphere of the island and helps extend the giddy and uplifting joy that is summer.
As always, I thank you for visiting and wish you a lovely week ahead.
Bonjour, mes amis! Today we revel in the sumptuous roses and iconic architecture of the Palais Royal in Paris, an oasis of calm and peacefulness away from the perpetual bustle of the city. From The Louvre, you cross rue de Rivoli and rue Saint-Honoré to Place Colette, home of the state theatre Comédie Française, and enter the Palace through a beautiful colonnaded portico.
Pass through the courtyard of the Cour d’Honneur with its black-and-white striped Buren columns and grey-and-white striped awnings, a motif that I love juxtaposed with the riot of random color and shape in the gardens, which extend beyond through the arcade flanking the courtyard.
Quiet instantly envelops you, and the carefully placed chairs and benches beckon, populated more by local Parisians than tourists.
Taking your seat, a bright sea of bloom greets you from every direction.
Not only roses, but white anemones, orange rudbeckia and all manner of summer flowers abound.
Wandering the dreamy abundance of the floral displays feels like walking through an Impressionist painting.
The gilded finials on the black gates of the arcades surrounding the gardens are another well-known feature. I love the contrast of the precise architectural symmetry with the exuberant wildness of the roses.
Double rows of clipped lime trees filter the light, adding a golden sparkle to the scene.
Hours can pass quickly, but as you reluctantly leave the gardens, returning toward Place Colette, stop by the delightful theatrically-themed gift shop for the Comédie Française, and then savor refreshment and people watching at the stylish Café le Nemours (I can recommend the warm chèvre salad and chocolate soufflé).
Palais Royal is a stunning retreat in which to recharge from a busy itinerary. Its proximity to major landmarks merely heightens its appeal – a welcome respite awaits mere steps from The Louvre.
Thank you so much for joining me! Á bientôt!
(I’m very happy to be able to share these images from my trips last year. Currently, I understand the Palais is undergoing renovation and the views and photo ops are somewhat marred by scaffolding and construction.)