tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543457325368639597.post4801026668614435732..comments2021-09-18T16:22:00.148-07:00Diane Dorrans Saekshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259292681678952448[email protected]Blogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543457325368639597.post-22377262448543209892009-10-02T16:36:11.360-07:002009-10-02T16:36:11.360-07:00your blog is fantastic.<br />would you mind very much exchanging links with <br />me ?<br />i am adding your beautiful blog to my blogroll.<br /><br />i will be back soon<br />xxRenée Finberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05089653023972180206[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543457325368639597.post-17121238792000839172009-09-28T08:58:43.466-07:002009-09-28T08:58:43.466-07:00If you don&#39;t &quot;linger&quot; in Paris you as well not go! Thanks for the memories,Diane.<br />GRAYSONFAVOURAnonymous[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543457325368639597.post-84181234480820962802009-09-23T17:39:24.724-07:002009-09-23T17:39:24.724-07:00Diane, when you mentioned Paris in January for instance, a huge memory wave flooded over me. When I lived on the Parc Monceau a few years back, one winter the snow was copious to say the least. I would sneak into the Parc late at night through a porters gate on the side and frolic on the embankments with my very large black Akita dog who of course adored this kind of freezing cold adventure, made more fun by the fact that this is a no dogs allowed park and I think he knew that! One evening after an hour or so of this fun, we were interrupted by a very stern night watchman, discovering us all alone in this cold and white setting. I assumed the usual fine at best if not more admonishment, but all he could utter to me was this:<br /> O, beau chien, formidable!<br /> Paris!Gajhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16745516360824619558[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543457325368639597.post-23456941266616265662009-09-23T09:51:11.269-07:002009-09-23T09:51:11.269-07:00&quot;Seeing&quot; Paris through your words is quite a revelation and a gift. Thanks for sharing.<br /><br />–LanaTopsy Turvyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06753904424265493646[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543457325368639597.post-51046990479300800962009-09-21T22:11:47.285-07:002009-09-21T22:11:47.285-07:00Hello, Trouvais-<br /><br />You are right. Sitting, observing--and as my friend Gwen says &#39;lingering&#39; are all important.<br />In Paris or New York or anywhere--I do tend to dash about, to do as much as possible each moment.<br />I recorded this afternoon in the Jardin as it is rare for me. It was particularly pleasant--and I discovered that sometimes I like doing nothing...reading, watching a petanque game, listening to a band, wandering, eating an icecream. A beautiful counterpoint to my usual enjoyment of doing a lot.Diane Dorrans Saekshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02259292681678952448[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543457325368639597.post-30371192708441051102009-09-21T11:51:28.436-07:002009-09-21T11:51:28.436-07:00Love to visit parks when traveling...sit on a bench and watch real neighbors interact. Trying to convince my almost 80 yr old mother to put some seating in her garden (&quot;but I never sit&quot;)...every chair creates a view...a moment. Thanks for the view. TrishTrouvaishttp://trouvais.com[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543457325368639597.post-11668526628882091222009-09-20T23:26:20.143-07:002009-09-20T23:26:20.143-07:00Dear Little and Dear Kit-<br /><br />I&#39;m so happy you came along on my Sunday trip.<br />Be sure to come and visit next week--and we&#39;ll tootle around the Left Bank and visit some of my fave haunts.<br />I love to plunge into Paris neighborhoods like Sev-Bab, and always turn into a street I&#39;ve never seen before to see what I might find.<br />A bientot! DIANEDiane Dorrans Saekshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02259292681678952448[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543457325368639597.post-37716786299808176412009-09-20T21:08:38.956-07:002009-09-20T21:08:38.956-07:00What a lyrical tale of a perfect day in Paris! You always transport me directly to the places you are describing, and give me a &quot;petit vacance..&quot;<br /><br />Can&#39;t wait for the Left Bank next week! <br /><br />A la prochaine!*Chic Provence*https://www.blogger.com/profile/06520485138167646348[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543457325368639597.post-90895528896914458932009-09-20T16:46:08.928-07:002009-09-20T16:46:08.928-07:00Another divine jaunt with DDS, delightful. GTP.Gaye Tapp at Little Auguryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15115534755711063462[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543457325368639597.post-14794081152930267392009-09-20T07:38:09.893-07:002009-09-20T07:38:09.893-07:00Thank you so much for taking us on this beautiful walk with you. The photographs of the Gardens are just beautiful.Thank you!elizabethhttp://elizabethavedon.blogspot.com/[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543457325368639597.post-24478507095066675782009-09-18T12:19:58.295-07:002009-09-18T12:19:58.295-07:00HELLO, GAJ-<br /><br />Yes, Paris in all seasons has its delights, I agree. Fall, with golden leaves from the chestnut trees, and that damp air and grayness...dreamy. I also love Paris in January, in the coldest winter, with snow falling, very quiet. Late May, when trees are in bloom and women suddenly appear with tanned legs, has great energy. October is bliss. You can always find poetry.Diane Dorrans Saekshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02259292681678952448[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543457325368639597.post-79257117844001107322009-09-18T09:22:03.503-07:002009-09-18T09:22:03.503-07:00Bon Jour Diane,<br /><br />Reading your Paris blogs, with delicious descriptions and captivating photos, is second best to actually being in the most sublime city on earth. I am familiar with much of what you focus on so its like a mini visit for me. My favorite time there is autumn, there is something about the grayness, the smell of the fallen leaves in Parcs like the Luxumbourg or the grand boulevards, the dampness, I know this all sounds rather unpleasant but for me its the essence of Paris. Coming in from that chill for a chocolat at Lauduree is the perfect denoument. Thanks for the memories.Gajhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16745516360824619558[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543457325368639597.post-40682672785005466462009-09-17T22:12:17.892-07:002009-09-17T22:12:17.892-07:00Hello Diane -- <br /><br />I happened upon your blog, which is most enjoyable, quite accidentally -- in particular an item you posted in June in connection with a photograph of John Dickinson that had been given to you by Victor Arimondi after you had introduced them both. The picture -- and gift -- seemed to have some meaning to you, so I thought perhaps you might appreciate my getting in touch -- though please excuse the comment form I just wasn&#39;t sure how else to contact you -- to let you know of some of the efforts in preserving Victor&#39;s photographic work, and legacy. I have for the last 2 years been working with Victor&#39;s surviving partner to re-curate the estate. As someone who has worked with many photographers over the years and also has a long history in that industry, I have been quite captivated with the depth of his work, his skill as a portraitist and the complexities of the themes he embraced -- all while retaining a true humanistic orientation. A show of Victor&#39;s work has just opened at the San Francisco Public Library (I&#39;ve just returned from the opening) and I thought you might appreciate knowing of this. I would also welcome the chance to speak with you at some point to tell you a bit more about our efforts. I have attached my email address in hopes that we can connect.......and regardless, I do look forward to following you blog. <br /><br />Kind regards, <br /><br />-Adam Stoltman<br />[email protected]Adam Stoltmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16355445311526336078[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543457325368639597.post-37819247129446148712009-09-17T18:24:16.073-07:002009-09-17T18:24:16.073-07:00Hi Jack-<br /><br />Great to hear from you.<br />I usually dash from one appointment to another--and I&#39;d been doing that all week (including an elegant afternoon tea at the Plaza-Athenee Hotel where I saw Jessica Simpson with a large bodyguard and no-one paying any attention to her--(she would hardly be known in France)--and on Monday a lovely dinner at Casa Olympe, where Jean-Paul Gaultier was seated at the next table, and a great dinner with friends at La Cigale Recamier restaurant)--so on Sunday, doing nothing was a lovely option.The Jardin du Luxembourg is the largest park in Paris, and certainly the most superbly maintained. It&#39;s perfection. The mood is light-hearted, and it&#39;s all very comme il faut. I suggest that anyone wanting to have a blissful, tranquil afternoon in Paris should follow in my footsteps.Diane Dorrans Saekshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02259292681678952448[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543457325368639597.post-88194775223528918292009-09-17T17:52:33.788-07:002009-09-17T17:52:33.788-07:00Marvelous article, Diane. Meandering and lingering in Paris is a luscious experience.Jackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15336302086205823686[email protected]