Showing posts with label Camellia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Camellia. Show all posts

Friday, June 10, 2022

Jardins Jardin 2022

 

The annual 4-day (on through Sunday) JARDINS JARDIN has arrived in the Tuileries. Aside for a torrential downpour the weather has been grand.

Its a week or so until the start of summer in Paris. My recent obsession with painting glass 
Drew me to beautiful jars filled with fruit and veg. 

You can also buy very small green houses. Will they fit on my little patch of roof?
The bee ๐Ÿ people with 
honey from Paris rooftops are here again, CITYBZZ with the latest in what to wear when bee-keeping.
Why didn’t I buy fresh ๐Ÿ“berries 
at LA FERME DE GALLY instead of jam? 
Their nectar framboise looked yummy. I am definitely going back. 
You can buy cherry tomato ๐Ÿ… plants for your balcon. 
The fresh mint plants smells heavenly. 

There are the beautiful designer gardens for total immersion with steaming fountains and trickling brooks to make you forget you’re in the middle a busy city. 
Buy a ready-to-go picnic basket lunch and camp out on the grounds.
Chanel has again installed a garden presenting their latest red Camellia creations in 2 ‘red’ greenhouses. 
But first immersion into the scent of No.#1 as red flowers dance and flow over you. 
Then a visit to the lab for more details and pretty flower samples to make us forever young๐Ÿ˜Š 
I was inspired to run home and get out my red paints. 
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Sunday, May 25, 2014

Les Invitees


Sometimes bad things happen to good people and they turn out not to be so bad after all.
I was coming down the stairs, all 115 of them. I decided not to take the elevator since I need more exercise and it was beginning to show...ahem. On the way down I noticed a nice standing fan in the hallway...hmmm
Still dreaming of fans I forgot to notice the last two steps, plus with a touch of vertigo I let go and went boom. Sprained my ankle fractured my fibula I did whilst dreaming of cool summer nites...hmmm
The next day Lois B and I planned a jaunt to paint in a Paris park, now out of the question. 
My treasures from Lois and Picard - frozen peas to put on my swollen ankle broken leg and quiche Lorraine to eat. Perfect!
The next day I'd planned to meet up with divine Mme Z. who prefers to remain nameless. We'd planned to go to a museum etc. instead it was tea at chez yours truly. YUM
I'm allowed to show her practical Timex watch. I instantly fell in love.
We're both calligraphy nuts so she saved her napkin.
Major Miam !
My sister is in town and had no idea I was incapacitated. She brought me what I'll wildly guess is a Camellia plant? You tell me, expert PB plant people. Isn't it funny I had to buy so-called 'flowerpot' insurance for my studio here.
We had petit fours with tea. Of course my sister and her husband don't eat sweets.
Guess who was left with the responsibility of cleaning up the plate. Tomorrow Susan Hochbaum, author of the fabulous Pastry Paris book is coming to tea. I asked her to bring a diet cookie please and then thought who am I kidding?!