. Going back to re-visit for a moment the bridge of dreams that was mentioned just a few posts down, the message in this photo was quite thought-provoking, translating as : "She who reads this sentence will be condemned to return here every year at this exact time". Could it apply to this blog too ? Whoever reads this will have to return here to these pages every day at this time ? Ok, it's too late now, sorry, you can't un-read it . . . I'll be looking forward to your return visits . . . :-) .
. While on la Réunion Island for two weeks in February, in the small town of Cilaos, high in the interior of the island, I found some beautiful postcards for sale in a small shop. The photos on them were done by a simply excellent photographer who lives on la Réunion named Edgar. He very kindly sent me a larger version of one of his postcard images, which is this series of nine creole homes, or "cases créoles". Edgar has a website where you can see quite a bit more of his fine photography, into which he pours a generous quantity of passion for the people and places to be found on la Réunion. His work has been published in Geo Magazine, which is the french equivalent to National Geographic. Several others of his lovely postcard images can be found on his website . . . enjoy . . . (photo copyrighthttp://www.edgarphoto.fr/) .
. While exploring la Réunion, I also photographed several cases créoles, as they are often compelling subject matter, especially for someone like me who is searching the world over for a dream house to live in. A case créole on la Réunion may just possibly be a reasonable solution. This next photo is one of mine, transformed into sepia tint in homage to Edgar, with the original photo below it in blue. Note the waterfalls pouring down the slope behind the house... .
. Breaking News / / / BNN Blog News Network /// - Paris, France 7 March, 2010 . At 07h46 this very morning a distinguished and lovely lady arrived at CDG Airport, Paris, coming in from Los Angeles (an old song from Woodstockin reverse !) where she was met by her equally distinguished husband and by this roving blog reporter who rather coincidentally happened to be in the right place at the right time to share a moment of pure happiness with them, to witness an historic moment, the arrival on French soil of one who has been writing for many moons about her impending transition to life in France, the country of origin of her handsome husband, and now her adopted country of residence. . She is an avid blogger (or should I say bloggeuse?), and for the past year or so I've been reading her blog posts with considerable pleasure, indeed sublime pleasure, for she writes and creates multi-media blog articles in her inimitable and passionate style with intense energy and honesty and humanity and infectious joy. . To retain a certain measure of discretion, for reasons which you will understand should you happen to desire to read further in her pages, I will slightly disguise the names of the first two of her three blogs, but I would highly recommend to anyone who enjoys reading, if you are not already familiar with them, that you set aside some time to read through some of her back posts on all three of her blogs, which can be found at (just take the spaces out of the names, and convert the dots) : . h a l f w a y t o f r a n c e dot blogspot dot com/ . a n e r s a t z f r e n c h w o m a n dot blogspot dot com/ . spit and baling wire dot blogspot dot com/ . The above photo at the airport (note the sign saying "Arrivées / Arrivals" at upper left) clearly captures some heartfelt smiles at being reunited in France, after a turbulent few weeks apart, reasons for which are described in Spit and Baling Wire by the delightful Pliers, the Ersatz F r e n c h w o m a n, formerly known as la F r a m e r i c a i n e. What I also like in the above photo are the light fixtures in the ceiling which appear to be not one, but several halos over Mr F.'s head, surely the sign of a saint. Many more photos of the two of them, and that distinguished moustache, can be seen on the above mentioned blogs; there is always something radiant shining through those photographs. . I'm sure there are a few people who will be happy to know the Pliers arrived safely in France after her long overnight voyage in a big jet plane; on Where's My Effing Ponythere is a fine sending off "Bon Voyage" message to her, and no doubt the renowned and talented Stickup Artistis thinking about her also. . So, to the two of you, Mr. and Mrs. Spit & Baling, I wish you all possible happiness and good health as you turn the pages into a new chapter of your adventures ! ! ! Am looking forward to reading all about it . . . . Signing off for BNN, you can say you read it here, straight from the horse's mouth, as it were . . . and this horse was encountered on the way home from the airport, as Mr. and Mrs. F. head off to their new life together here in a hexagonal country east of New York and west of Berlin . . . .
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Why ? Answer : Why not ? Originally from a foreign country, now French and living in France for the past 20 years. Am still adapting to culture shock. Frequently go out scouring the countryside, camera in hand, looking for my dream house, for my dreamtime, for my dreams.
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