After making your way through the vegetable garden at Babylonstoren, I highly recommend grabbing a bite to eat at the Green House. Offering a simple yet moreish menu of basic sandwiches, salads and fresh juices, it’s the perfect place to relax your feet and fill your belly. If you’re vegetarian like me, be sure to try the creamy chèvre on rye with a dollop of their delicious homemade chutney.
Before I delve into my Paris adventure I’d like to share a country gem that’s a little closer to home. Nestled between Paarl and Franschhoek in the Drakenstein Valley, Babylonstoren is a 200 hectare farm that’s a delight for the senses. Whether you choose to wonder among the impressive vegetable garden, or get acquainted with the feathered residents, a trip to this historical farmyard won’t leave anyone disappointed.
I’ve just returned from a whirlwind trip to Paris and I’m positively bursting with inspiration for new projects, as well as a newfound desire to make this blog work. Fingers crossed I get it right this time! Until then I leave you with one of my favorite views from the trip - the beautiful Musée Rodin.
Studying French with a glossy Elle Deco…
It’s sunny out but I’m wearing blue glasses today … mourning the man who woke up to this view everyday.
I attended my first camera workshop downtown this weekend. During a break I ventured onto the balcony to snap a few practice shots. Something about the building opposite and its giant street number really appealed to me. I seem to have a penchant for buildings.
Armed with some new skills from the workshop I’m hoping to make my newfound passion for photography a dedicated hobby and perhaps, if I’m lucky, something more…
I’ve had Paris on the brain a lot of late. Strolling past the majestic Houses of Parliament recently I couldn’t help but be transported to the leafy avenues of the left bank. I’ll just have to visit this bench more often and pretend I’m miles away in the heart of La Ville-Lumière.
I received a very special letter in the mail yesterday. Unlike my usual mail, this beautiful ‘Par Avion’ specimen came to me all the way from Goa. I’ve been corresponding with an old friend of my father who resides in Paris. This amazing women was a former Nina Ricci model among other things. After the summer she leaves her Parisian abode behind and heads to India. It’s from here that she writes to me for the very first time.
With no computer at her disposal, old-fashioned letter-writing is our only communication. It’s a wonderful change from the usual email back and forth I’m accustomed to. As soon as I have a chance I’ll be whipping out my own social stationery to draft my response!
