...Well, my body's back, if not my spirit. I just keep looking around for a baguette.
mont- saint-michel
This is the only image I've really worked on since I've been home, but it looked so "storybook" that I knew exactly how it would look after I edited it. And indeed, it was a magical place, as was every single place we visited.
For once Paris took a back seat to quaint
medieval villages, a vast patchwork of wheat
and corn fields, and the romance of Mont-Saint-
Michel. I have many posts in my head, and I
will tell you all about the wonderful trip that
I took with my two favorite men, the Polis
brothers. But, I just can't wait to share this,
the highlight of our trip, the pièce de résistance,... our stay at
the allée
My heart was racing as we approached through the allée of plane trees. Had I built this up too much in my mind? Would this be as wonderful as I had imagined it?
the approach
And as soon as I saw those silver balls,I said "Uh huh. oh yeah." And I knew it would be.
the front of the Chateau
the view from our chambre window
The chateau belongs to Bruno Dujardin, and he and his partner bought the estate in 2000. At the time, Bruno was living in Paris and was the still life photographer for L'Oreal cosmetics. Every weekend for 8 years he came down to the chateau to renovate and restore what was then an empty shell of a building. Three years ago he left his career and Paris, and moved down to run the Chateau full time as a bed and breakfast. Bruno is quick to say that he is a photographer, not a decorator, but it is apparent that he is an artist in both professions. Every room has been uniquely painted and stenciled by his hand, and every piece of furniture is an antique purchased at local brocantes, antique stores and monthly flea markets in a nearby town. His photographer's eye serves him well in the mise en scene that he creates in each room. Balance, harmony, coupled with whimsey and luxury, all combine to reflect the impeccable taste of a host who offers only the best to his guests.
This is what greets you as you enter the reception hall.
Is it coincidence that Bruno and I both have a goose in our foyer? [Okay. So mine is a plastic light-up goose and it's in our mudroom. And she isn't sporting a diamond choker. But we're both thinking fois gras bienvenue:))]
Right off this room, in the lower part of a turret, is Bruno's office. I'll risk a bit of humiliation and show you the little iPhone video I made of it. [ You might want to take some dramamine before you watch this.]
Tomorrow I'll try to post the photos of our bedrooms, où nous avons eu de beaux rêves!
Au revoir, mes amies,
dawne






































