Pierre Hermé’s Traveling “Tango”

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I thought I’d take a break from posting photos of our trip to Paris to give those who would rather look at food a break.  It’s only fair, I guess, after holding everyone captive with my vacation photos. But I will warn you this is still connected to Paris in a six degrees of separation sort of way.  It’s about dessert, and it’s about French dessert in particular.  French pastry from the French “Picasso of Pastry,” Pierre Hermé.  I thought my sampling of beautiful pastry in Paris was lacking so ordered his book, Pastries  as soon as we arrived home.

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To Paris via London Heathrow: An Epic Tale

Lindberg Field, San Diego

Our recent trip to Europe has come and gone, and taking longer than I expected to recover from jet lag, I had time to do what I always do after we get home from a long trip:  edit photos.  It’s something I enjoy quite a bit, believing that it helps form strong memories of places I may not experience again.  Usually, I’m fairly excited about getting through this process so that I can share them with whomever is willing to be tied to a chair and bribed with liberal quantities of Chardonnay, or is gracious and has the time and interest,  but this time, I realized I was procrastinating.  Although it’s far more than just an excuse, I have been trying to learn more about batch editing in CS6 and because this was the first big round of shots I’d taken with my new camera, also decided to learn more about the software than I do — which is not much.

I realized something else along the way and it had to do with our time in Paris specifically.  I wasn’t sure about how I wanted the shots I took to be shared.  You’re thinking I’ve far too much time on my hands and I won’t disagree.  However as someone who spends quite a bit of the time I do have peering through a camera lens, and working on the photos I take, I can say that it matters what a collection of photos conveys about an experience once they’ve been edited.  Each time I look at them, whatever experience had as they were taken is relived to some extent.  And many experiences on this trip were remarkable.  So much so, that with two weeks’ time since returning, I know I can focus on what was lovely about it, and not so much on what wasn’t.  You know what they say about time and healing.  But I’m ahead of myself.

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San Diego Patio Garden Makeover

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Welcome to our patio garden!

More years ago than I’d like to admit, we began to work on the patio that wraps along the back and one long side of our house.  Our front yard is the size of a postage stamp that the association’s landscapers tend,  so the patio is where I garden — as in plant whatever I’d like to grow in the space we have.  What we lack in planters and a couple of bordered beds I make up for with pots.  I’m a big fan of planting in pots, so think I’ve made the best of this outdoor space.  When we moved in, the patio sported the remnants of a Japanese themed garden complete with a dark, two tiered fountain topped with a geisha of all things.  Azaleas and camellias bloomed in spite of their scraggly appearance, and a Japanese maple filled one of the triangular corner planters.  Jasmine and honeysuckle had formed a tall thatch over one fence, and although lovely when in bloom, was quite a mess otherwise.  When one lives in the most southern corner of the U.S., I wonder about gardens created with plants not suited to a desert environment — one often strapped for water.  Aesthetically, it just didn’t seem to match the south of the border inspired architecture of our house.  Change was inevitable because I wanted to make the most of the space.  I needed a place to lose myself in the simple pleasure that gardening provides as well as a space to eat outside as much as possible, whether with guests, or on our own.

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