Waterlogue Wednesdays: Fall Colors in the 10th, 19th, and 20th in Paris

Julia Willard, Falling Off Bicycles, Waterlogue, watercolor, France, Jardin du Luxembourg painting, Paris
Color Bloom
Julia Willard, Falling Off Bicycles, Waterlogue, watercolor, France, canal St. Martin, Paris
Streamlined
Julia Willard, Falling Off Bicycles, Waterlogue, watercolor, France, Du Pain et des idées, Paris, best boulangerie in Paris
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Julia Willard, Falling Off Bicycles, Waterlogue, watercolor, France, Parc des Buttes Chaumont, Paris
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Julia Willard, Falling Off Bicycles, Waterlogue, watercolor, France, Pere Lachaise, Paris
Color Bloom

I had the best morning last Friday. I got up early with a plan to hit several places in eastern and northeastern Paris that one doesn’t tend to go to unless they are the destination. My list included: my old quartier and street (rue de la Grange aux Belles), Du Pain et des Idées for a morning croissant, Parc de Belleville, and Père Lachaise, plus a few random small places for shots in the vicinities. I had hit Parc des Buttes Chaumont earlier in the week. (See it with its beautiful patch of bright red leaves on the stone “wall”?) It was as if Chronos were smiling down on me, because my timing seemed to be perfect. The leaves were at their peak throughout the city – or at the tail end – so I got some beautiful shots everywhere along the way.

Fall is gaining on Spring every year as the most beautiful season in Paris. What do you think?

Images brought to you by moi and Waterlogue.

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Thankful Thursdays – When One Shop Brightens the Whole Block


Grange aux Belles, 10 Belles, Bleuet Coquelicot fleuriste

Once upon a time, I lived on this block. In fact, in May 2013, I arrived loaded down with luggage at 8 rue de la Grange aux Belles, that red door at the far right of the photo. I had been to the 10th arrondissement plenty of times before, but committing to living there wasn’t easy for me. My experience with the 10th was that it is run down and rather uninteresting, despite the lovely (albeit green-tinted) Canal Saint Martin that runs through part of it. Nevertheless, I signed the paperwork and took the plunge to live there, my to-be landlord assuring me with the help of this document that the neighborhood’s Bohemian crowds and new boutiques popping up, that his neighborhood is the new “it” quartier. The unwelcoming paint-chipped decrepit door and grungy tabac and bar just steps away notwithstanding, he was right… our neighborhood, and even most of our immediate neighbors were nothing short of charming. This area represented a Paris I did not really know yet and was suddenly eager to discover.

Still, there are improvements to be made here and there in the neighborhood. I always appreciated the beautiful florist Bleuet Coquelicot and how they literally spread the beauty up and down the block. What’s not to love about a row of colorful façades and plant-filled pots lining the street? It gives people reason to sit outside the neighboring establishments on even the grayest of days.


**Note: Bleuet Coquelicot, Myrthe Epicerie & Cantine, and Ten Belles are appearing in the latest Airbnb ad.