My daughter, son-in-law, and grand-daughter Harriet landed in London early Monday morning; our son and daughter-in-law leave for Paris at the end of the week. The two little families will meet up in Bordeaux for a week at our little home away from home. Although it’s too bad that we couldn’t manage to be there at the same time, we’re really pleased at the idea of the 5 of them spending that time together in a place we love.
Meanwhile, we’re home looking after Harriet’s sidekick, little dog Henry, whom I had to transport here via two ferry journeys today on some pretty rough seas. Little guy turned out to be a trooper, and he’s happily settled in here, rousing himself only to bark a warning at any raccoons who dare venture into his territory.
We don’t leave for Paris until the end of May, but since Zach and Joey will be starting their belated honeymoon there very soon, I thought I had a good excuse for posting some more Paris window shots.
These ones were all found in a kitchen/cooking shop near the apartment we rented in the 7th in 2011. A bit hard to see the details, what with all the street reflection (not to mention a certain blogger and her husband!), but if you look carefully, you see wonderful papier-mâché vegetables (a big cabbage below, for example) as well as game, sausages, hams. And, of course, the tea-kettle above, merrily steaming away its net of steam. . .
And a book just ready for Pater/Paul to write all his recipes in. . . .
I wonder what windows will capture my darlings’ fancy. Megan and Zach came to Paris with us when they were 4 and 7, but haven’t been since, and Joey and Rob and Harriet are visiting for the first time. Crossing my fingers that they’ll love the city as we do. . .
The windows in Paris are one thing that I shall miss when I leave on Saturday. You don't have to buy anything but it's a joy to admire the the art of window-dressing. I looked at your link as I have never visited Bordeaux and already I am planning next year. There is so much to love in Paris, that I am sure that the first-timers will love it too.
We'll have to meet up when we're both back home, and we'll talk possibilities . . . I think you'd like Bordeaux and I could recommend a great rental!
You can show all the Paris shots you want – I'll never tire of looking at them. What wonderful windows the French create.
I marvel constantly at the windows — and I think how wonderful it is for Art students to have that as another possible medium, a career in window display in a city that so much appreciates it.
Someday I want to have enough time in France to have my fill of museums and galleries AND my fill of shop windows, kitchen windows,cafe settings, front gardens, back gardens, laundry lines,little families with adorable babies in fabulous baby carriages, flea markets………….
I could go on.
Oh, that's a great list! Don't stop . . .
I can't believe you were on a ferry today. Those are wickedly choppy waters out there still now. From my window I saw a sunken sailboat in the bay. I'm glad you made the trip safely with Henry. You must have your sea legs!
Some day you'll all make the trip to France together. Won't that be a treat…
I've never seen English Bay quite so choppy (although I wasn't there when all the trees got knocked down in Stanley Park!
There were several announcements warning passengers to sit and stay seated, because the passage was definitely a challenge to the sea legs!
One of my favourite things to do is window shop. I think it translates as kissing the windows in France!
That ferry ride must have been a white knuckle ride as the winds were gusting here and when I walked by the ocean I was nearly blown over.
Do take a picture of your grand dog mater!
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Lécher les vitrines: To lick the windows. Isn't that a great expression?! And no wonder they have it, with the wonderful windows they enjoy, available even to those with no funds for actual shopping.
I'll see if I can get Henry to be photogenic and stay still for a minute — he's pretty cute!
Always a delight to re-experience travel though your children's eyes. I am continually amazed by the things the boys remember, the tiniest detail, things I had forgotten or thought they'd miss.
I'm really curious to see if anything from their first trip is re-ignited by this one, K.
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