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These past two months have been pretty intense with my new rhythm… new job, new habits, the new season rolling in (spring was halfway here and winter never fully came in my opinion. Where was the snow?) Needless to say, I’m ready for summer and some good ol’ vitamin D.

With all of the energy being put towards the new job, I know I’ve been a bit missing in action and perhaps my posts haven’t been as full of heart as they have been before or should…the weekends away give me a chance to have some deep sleeps uninterrupted by bizarre noises coming from my building’s courtyard, and to get away from the stress that everyday life in Paris brings: tourists blocking all of the bike paths on my route to work, intensely long lines at the supermarket when you’ve only got 2 things in your basket, with caissières who don’t have a care in the world, bourgeois pricks that take eternity to enter their damn pincode in the card reader, lines out the door for the boulangerie. With all of these everyday things that make me bite my lip just a little bit, a weekend just outside the city does my soul some good.

My father-in-laws garden is being prepared for the season, camellias and other various flowers are in full bloom. Even with some rain showers, or in the dead of winter, this place has a magic touch.

I do love city life and wouldn’t change it for anything, but only if it involves a few breaks out in the countryside. Even the shortest of breaks away from the hustle bustle allow us to recharge.

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As the birth of cinema was initially the concept of visually telling a story, this short film exposes not only a myth of an inventor of the tool that was later called a “camera”, but of an unknown and mysterious concept of bringing an image to life, capturing movement and moments, and how it was considerably disturbing at first.

Edouard is a blossoming director, and I am anxious to see where Sauliac takes him. Discover the Facebook page here.

coffee-time-de-quelle-planete-es-tu-05Coffee dates are one of my favorite things. It’s part of what helps shake up a weekend… when afternoon strolls between cafés are an option. Not to mention the fact that the café scene is taking Paris by storm. Lovely places have opened up in the past months, so there is always a new place to discover and sip a brew, or a favorite place to pop into to see familiar faces.

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Café Madam
150 Rue Saint-Denis, 75002
Tél: 01 40 39 01 45
Métro: Réaumur Sébastopol (3/4)

Belmont
86 Rue Réaumur, 75002
Tél: 01 40 41 90 90
Métro: Réaumur Sébastopol (3/4)

KB Cafeshop
53 Avenue Trudaine, 75009
Tél: 01 56 92 12 41
Métro: Anvers (2)

Loustic
40, rue Chapon, 75003
Tél: 09 80 31 07 06
Métro: Arts & Metiers (3) & Rambuteau (11)

Garden-of-the-Gods-De-quelle-planete-es-tu_1One doesn’t have to go very far in Colorado to see a stunning landscape. One Saturday morning with Kristen, Jon and Louis, we headed south for the day to check out Garden of the Gods and the Royale Gorge. Driving on a straight highway due south with mountains and red rocks to the right is intense and timeless; I’m not sure that there are many views that I would prefer.

Having grown up in the land of red rocks, I never realized how lucky I was to grow up wandering through such a stunning backdrop. The view from the house I grew up in included the Rocky Mountain foothills and the extraordinary Red Rocks Amphitheater… I never thought twice about how beautiful that view of those rocks was until I was a bit older. As a kid it was more the recent and concrete memories of slipping while climbing random red rocks while scouting for little caves and places to sit in and feel excluded from the world. I would cringe a the thought of burns on my knees from those adventures, yikes.

I’ll always have a soft spot in my heart for those red rocks.

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