Slow Sunday mornings….
the perfect time to notice details…
smell the roses…
even if you have to imagine them from the rim
of your teacups….
The birds are busy getting their nests ready
snippets and twigs…no pearls….
The Herend Rothschild Bird cup comes with a story…
… a 19th century tale about Baroness Rothschild,
who lost her pearl necklace in the garden of her Vienna residence.
Several days later it was found by her gardener,
who saw birds playing with it in a tree.
Pearly white, bead trimmed Vaisselle covered jam pot…
All the way from Paris from my wonderful blog friend
Jermaine of French Kissed ….
What can I say…she is just the most thoughtful,
fun, smart, inspiring, and generous person…
It’s been fun figuring out this blog thing together!
I’m a bit like Eeyore with his honey pot and balloon…
I keep taking the lid off and playing with the spoon and
wondering what I should put in it. Cerise confiture or
orange marmalade or big crystals of turbinado sugar…
What would you put in this sweet little pot?
Vaisselle ceramics carried by the gorgeous Paris store Du Bout du Monde here
Jermaine took some great shots of the store and will be doing a post soon…
(hurry UP Jermaine!!!). Watch for it and check out her posts from Paris
to Monte Carlo, Cannes…and back to Paris. She’s left her daughter
Bardot in Blue behind, blogging for us from Paris…
Leafy 18th century courtyard in the 7th arrondissement
Isabelle Adjani and Jacques Grange…more here
Shall we imagine a Spring Sunday breakfast in Paris?
A glimpse of Isabelle Adjani in The Story of Adèle….