Wednesday, April 02, 2008

Day 17 PARIS

Last day in Paris.Out the doorway for a quick morning spin in the neighborhood.
The cafe next door..
Up to Boulevard St. Germain - overcast grey skies comme habitude...
Setting up....
Le boucher...
The baker is baking.
the window still life Three hounds enter.
Ahem...

Last shot of a Parisien chicken-someone behind me goes, 'Puck,puck'

No words required...





Reality beckons...
A bientot!

26 comments:

Unknown said...

Carol.
What a real pleasure seeing Paris, through you eyes, your lens, and your art, these recent weeks.
Upon your return; look around.
Even in the city, I'm sure you'll be welcomed by the first, budding, signs of glorious spring, on the cusp!
Welcome home!

by Danie said...

So, when I wasn't looking, basking in the Malasian sun you were busy shooting in Paris! I hope you had a great time and that you will be back soon.
Meanwhile, please continue your New York reportage, I just enjoy them so much,. Yes I don't often comment but I regularly come and always take great pleasure at your fabulous pictures and pleasant explanations.

Anonymous said...

Carol~
I feel the same feelings that Wm T. ternay expresses
so well. Welcome home and thank you for sharing Paris. Breakfast is always the most important meal of the day...yours, of course. Happy Spring~!

Best wishes,
Barbara

Anonymous said...

Your post is brimming with affection for this place you'll be leaving, but then, we all know you'll carry it around with you and it will inspire you a thousand-fold in your wonderful art! As always, thanks for taking me along for the ride! Loved those dogs. ;))
sue

Cris, Artist in Oregon said...

I can't believe its been over two weeks you went to Paris. Thanks for the last spin around the neighborhood
I was amazed at the dogs IN the food shop. Do you see this a lot?
Have a safe trip home.

pieplate said...

I know, I know....these are the things that touch a Francophile's heart. I can feel the tears welling up (at least at the prospect of the flight back). Love the "puck puck"--so French, so understated, so funny. Dumb but necessary question: how cold did it feel? Did you want boots and a heavy coat, or were you able to manage with layers? We want to stay warm, but if we could get away without packing in BULK, it would be easier.

Di Overton said...

Have a safe journey back my dear. You have excelled yourself on this trip. I can't believe how long you stayed I thought it was just a week. Try not to go back via Terminal 5 at Heathrow :)

Anonymous said...

Such loveliness. And nostalgia hits me as I realize that you stayed in the same area I did on my only trip to Paris. Around Rue Buci...

ahhhh.....so so lovely.....

Susie Vereker said...

Just discovered your blog - I used to live in Paris and have written a novel or two set there. Thanks for posting such brilliant evocative photos. They send happy shivers down my spine.

© Shalom Schultz said...

This blog has been such a fun read! I hope you will continue with another, in your same style. You have a real gift for storytelling.

Nancy Bea Miller said...

Wow, you are like a Paris-a-holic! And we readers are so lucky that you are. Many happy returns to the City of Light!

Cynthia Morris said...

Were you by any chance staying at La Louisiane? I recognize the 'hood where many of your shots were! If you weren't staying there, look it up for your next visit. It's right there and very affordable.

La Belette Rouge said...

Croissants, chocolate, dogs, and tulips--the archetype of Paris. Cannot wait to see the paintings this trip inspires.

Anonymous said...

Truly a sentimental journey round your 'hood. Three dogs in Paul's!! I'd heard such behavior is common in France, dogs in restaurants, dogs in shops....sadly, when I walk Ozzie to Borders (it's about a mile), I heve to tie him to the column on the front of the store to wait while I get a mocha and a book. Ozzie LOVES it. He wags at every passing person as if each one might be his long lost brother or sister! I took him to work for 3 days after we lost power in an ice storm (This is, after all, the Kansas Frontier!) and he was a perfect gentleman. Why can't Oz go into the bakery with me? What do you mean, he's welcome but I am on a diet, Euro or otherwise? Hmph! Safe travels!

Helene said...

I love that we see Paris the same way, busy, practical, magical, strange, baked and sugared too. Thank you for all your wonderful posts!

Anonymous said...

I love Paris Breakfasts!
I am taking my second trip to Paris May 6. Your posts are building my anticipation.
I can't wait!
Thank you so much for your little taste of Paris.

Anonymous said...

Oh noooo.
Last day in Paris.
So difficult...
I loved seeing all the well behaved doggies going everywhere with their people.
We tried to bring Chiara with us but she wouldn't budge!

Anonymous said...

Merci for the pictures.
You did a great job.
I'm hoping to get there in May. Safe travels!

Tina

Anonymous said...

Quelle chance..Paris just remains as true to itself as ever. you have captured daily life perfectly these past days, and brought back all kinds of memories. all those grey skies, somehow never depressed me as it did in Brussels. Paris is just incontournable, as you have pointed out.

Safe travels westward.

Carol bis

Anonymous said...

Sad that your time in Paris is coming to an end .
I love your paintings and reading about your interests......
Thanks ....
Lynette...
Australia

Anonymous said...

NO! You can't leave!
I have been experiencing Paris with my
coffee...vicariously through you...now I will have to see it in my dreams!!!

Anonymous said...

Carolg

Are you homesick or do you wish to stay a few more days?

Ann (MobayDP) said...

The time flew by so quickly! I can't believe it's over already. It was so much fun...as usual.;-)

Merisi said...

How come that after reading your post I feel as if I were leaving Paris too?

Really heartless of PAUL's not sending anybody out to stop or scold you!!!! :(

Anonymous said...

oh no, I missed you... sorry, things have been hectic and non-stop :( à la prochaine!

Anonymous said...

Doesn't it always seem that the last morning is the most beautiful? It's always so hard to leave.

Eileen@
www.livingtastefully.com