Thursday Doors – Paris

Fun fact: today is my birthday!

To celebrate, I’ve taken the day off from working from home and will pretend that I’m in Paris.

A Parisian Pandemic Birthday!

So it’s only fitting that this week’s door be in Paris. I considered going with a gorgeous and ornate door, but I chose this one instead. Because there is beauty to be found all around us, sometimes in the most unexpected ways. We just need to take the time to look for it.

I hope you are well, staying safe and enjoying the beauty around you.

Bonne journée!

Marla


Thursday Doors is a weekly feature allowing door lovers to come together to admire and share their favorite door photos from around the world. Feel free to join in on the fun by creating your own Thursday Doors post each week and then sharing your link in the comments section over at Norm’s blog, anytime between Thursday morning and Saturday noon (North American eastern time).

Thursday Doors – Maincy

This week we’re in Maincy, at Vaux-le-Vicomte, again. I love this door and its surround. It feels to me that great things are on the other side. Like a magical world full pastries, strong tea, soft music and lots and lots of fluffy kittens.

Bonne journée!

Marla


Thursday Doors is a weekly feature allowing door lovers to come together to admire and share their favorite door photos from around the world. Feel free to join in on the fun by creating your own Thursday Doors post each week and then sharing your link in the comments section over at Norm’s blog, anytime between Thursday morning and Saturday noon (North American eastern time).

Vaux-le-Vicomte – Dome with a View

Located at the back of the Chateau is an impressive dome that towers above you at an height of 25 metres. Climbing to its top provides a 360° view around the expansive estate.

In order to climb the tower, I had to pay an additional 3€ at it’s entrance. The woman collecting money looked down at my walking cast and seemed concerned that I wouldn’t make it up the stairs. Feeling quite confident, I assured her that I had been traipsing around Paris and would be fine.

Of course, as soon as I saw the stairs themselves I questioned my bravado.

What the hell had I got myself into?

I took my time, stopping along the way and forcing myself to not look down. Aside from my injured foot, I’m actually quite scared of heights.

When I had finally reached the top I turned around to look back where I came from. Truth be told, I was dreading heading back down the rickety stairs.

But the view of the gardens more than made up for my white knuckles experience. The tiered gardens stretch outwards for near 3 km and are self watered by canals.

The swirly design on the grass in the foreground is an art installation called, Ephemeral Ribbons, by Patrick Hourcade. They take the place of the previous boxwood hedges that were destroyed by disease.

If memory serves correct, I believe that the owners of Vaux-le-Vicomte live in the building in the distance.

One last look up towards the sky before I headed for the stairs

With trepidation, and an hand firmly grasping the railing, I made my way safely back down

Check back tomorrow to start the tour of the Château’s jaw dropping interior.

Bonne journée!

Marla

Abbaye de Saint-Savin-sur-Gartempe – The Bones

We’ve taken a look at the exterior, as well as the famed murals, of Abbaye de Saint-Savin-sur-Gartempe in previous posts. Today I’ve decided to share some photos that I took of the bones of the church. By that, I mean architectural pieces that I found to be interesting. Sorry to anyone hoping to see real bones.

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Thursday Doors – Chantilly

I know, I know. My contribution to Thursday Doors last week was also from Château de Chantilly. But this week’s door is different, and you’ll soon see why I wanted to share it.

While last week’s door was over the top shiny and gold, understandably not to everyone’s taste, this week’s is more natural.

I immediately noticed the carving, with the crown and Fleur de Lys (which is pretty standard for French Châteaux in my experience).

But another feature I really liked was the door’s hardware.

(Eek.. sorry for the blurriness)

Aren’t they lovely with their intricate details? If I wasn’t feeling so lazy right now, I’d get up and take a photo of the door to our apartment to share as comparison. It’s depressingly boring and drab. Le sigh.

Tomorrow I’ve got the third Alphabet series post scheduled to be published, but will be back the day after that with more Château de Chantilly. Until then..

Bonne journée!

Marla

Thursday Doors is a weekly feature allowing door lovers to come together to admire and share their favorite door photos from around the world. Feel free to join in on the fun by creating your own Thursday Doors post each week and then sharing your link in the comments section over at Norm’s blog, anytime between Thursday morning and Saturday noon (North American eastern time).

Gordon House

Late last week I saw an headline about a Frank Lloyd Wright house being acquired by a museum in New Hampshire, in the United States.

For those not familiar with Mr. Wright, he made a name for himself by (among many things) being an innovative architect who’s design focused on bridging humans and our natural surroundings – which makes that recent headline exciting for fans of his work and those interested in architecture.

For me, it reminded me that James and I unintentionally stumbled upon a FLW house in September and I still hadn’t posted about it!

Do you remember my posts about The Oregon Garden near Silverton a couple of months ago? If not, and you like flowers, you can find the posts here and here.

Anyway, on the edge of the garden property sits The Gordon House which is the only FLW house in the state. Because we a) didn’t know of its existence and therefore, b) didn’t prebook a tour, we were left to wander the grounds outside of the house.

It was eerily quiet. There wasn’t anyone else around and it felt like we shouldn’t be there. Do you ever get that sensation that you’re being watched? That’s how I felt.

The pathway was a carpet made of hazelnut shells, which was strangely satisfying to walk on.

Although I had seen a couple of figures in one of the windows, I decided to chance getting shooed away for a closer look and headed up the long driveway.

I decided to walk straight up to the entrance for a peek inside. What I wasn’t expecting was to interrupt a tour. After a very quick snap, I turned and quickly hurried back down the driveway.

I’ve spent most of my adult life wanting to visit a FLW property. It’s weird then that after all this time it felt a little letdown. Perhaps if we’re in the area ever again, I’ll plan ahead and book a tour. Surely being able to see the interior would improve the experience?

Have you ever been up close and experienced a Frank Lloyd Wright house?

Bonne journée!

Marla