This is a follow-up blog post to my previous story about the Arcueil allotments. You remember Gisèle's garden. What I liked best is this little basket and its broom. Not sure why you would need this really, but it's quite cute. Yet, the allotments I showed were — just a few monts ago — twice... Continue Reading →
When I saw this remarkable chestnut tree in L'Haÿ les Roses last Sunday, I immediately felt like tree-hugging. Above all, the warmish afternoon caused the rain to evaporate and created that vaporous background. The photo was left as is.
Mignonne alors voir si la rose... is a famous poem by 16th Century poet Ronsard. William Hawley has this translation: Mignonne, come let us see if the rose Which this morning opened Her robe of crimson to the sun, Has not already lost, at evening, The folds of her crimson robe, And her complexion, so... Continue Reading →
National colours I should say, very patriotic. The yellow bridge before the lighthouse Photogenic rust. Ouistreham, May 2019
Arcueil and Bagneux are two suburbs in the South of Paris. A bit of an urban jungle if you ask me. Yet, as if feeding from the concrete, beautiful tulips are growing and reminding us that Spring is here. At long last. There are quite a few allotments and gardens left in that area. Map... Continue Reading →
Alfama - December 2018 Beyond Pombal square. Igreja de São Domingos was damaged during the 1531 earthquake and destroyed in the 1755 earthquake (the one described in Voltaire's Candide). Rebuilt twice and destroyed once more in 1959 by a fire. The church was rebuilt but the damaged parts of the church were left giving the... Continue Reading →