"Those who have experienced Paris have advantage over those who have not. We are the ones who have glimpsed a little bit of heaven, down here on earth." - Deirdre Kelly






Wednesday, January 11, 2017

clean slate



Bonne annĂ©e mes amis! 

While every dawn brings with it the opportunity to begin anew, there's something especially special about New Year's Eve. The night one year ends and a new year begins represents a clean slate. A definitive, though arbitrary, mandate to start fresh. A canvas upon which to write your life's next chapter - where anything is possible and imagination is limitless. I figure this blog is the perfect place to start...

* I haven't changed the design of this blog since it's inception (yikes). It's definitely overdue. You'll notice a lot of temporary changes to this page (most of them funky, til I settle on the right look and configuration). So please be patient and pardon my dust ;-}

* I'll be posting full Postcards to Paris from here on out (no more teasers!) I'm working on three now and I can't wait to share them with you.
- I'm also going to revise and post my favorite Postcards, originally published in Belle Inspiration.

* I'm steadily at work on my series: 'Traveling SistahDiva Style (2017 edition). Part 1 is already live. Stay tuned for Part 2: Suitcase, Carry-on, Cross Body bag.

* This August marks my and Mr. Gorgeous' 20th wedding anniversary. We're planning to celebrate in the only way we know how: Romantique Parisian. Pour l'Amour's event of the year!

And that's just the tip of the iceberg. Ahh 2017, here I come! 

Vivre! Rire! Aimer! 
Happy New Year!
Temple

Wednesday, December 28, 2016

Daadi, in memoriam...


"To live in the hearts we leave behind is not to die." 
- Thomas Campbell

The world has lost so many wonderful talented people in 2016: from Muhammad Ali, Glenn Frye and Natalie Cole to David Bowie, Prince, George Michael - and yesterday, Carrie Fisher (Princess Leia). We are saddened, by the passing of these amazing people - and look back on their truly outstanding contributions to the world - and it is fitting that we do so. But tonight, as I was sharing my grief with my fellow friends on social media, a post popped up - a nine year memoriam to a dear friend's Daadi. And it affected me like none of the others have...

Across the street, eight doors down, lives a three-generation-South East Asian-American family. For more than a decade, the family's matriarch-Daadi (grandmother) would take a twilight  constitutional stroll - always wearing a simple but so lovely Sari. She'd sit and rest on the large rock, directly across the street from my house. And every twilight, for ten+ years, we'd smile and wave at each other before she got up and turned for home. To this day I can't explain why but seeing Daadi, every twilight, smiling and waving was my personal sign that all was right with the world.

One Twilight, the summer after our daughter was born, Daadi walked all the way around our cul du sac to our driveway - she had never done that before - bent down, laid her hands on my daughter's tiny head, blessed my baby, then went abut her way. Two years of twilights later, on the day of our son's memorial, Daadi found me sitting on 'her' rock crying. She hugged me, placed her hands on my head and prayed over me. I had no idea what she was saying but her gentle touch and voice brought me calm and such peace. From the first time I witnessed her twilight stroll to her last, I know that this lovely woman impacted her tiny slice of the world, and all those around her, as grandly as any famous person ever could. Thus, as this year comes to an end, I offer an in memoriam for Daadi Katwala.

Vivre! Rire! Aimer!

Temple

Tuesday, December 06, 2016

O Christmas Tree...


"I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields,
that it kisses them so gently." - Lewis Carroll

Yesterday was our first snowfall of the season. Huge, wet snowflakes painted the trees, fields and roads; in a steady slow motion fall. A Winter Wonderland and it was just gorgeous. 

Thursday, November 03, 2016

Monday, October 31, 2016

all hallows eve...


"...when magic, old magic, sings its heady 
sweet song to anyone who cares to hear it." 
- Carolyn MacCullough

Christmas is my favorite holiday but, as my motherhood has progressed, I am falling more and more in love with Halloween. Its acceptance of the duality of the darkness and light that exists within us all; its embrace of the earth's age old change of seasons. It's a carefree celebration of imagination, fun, revelry and sweets of every size, color and flavor. It's a celebration that invites children of every age to walk house-to-house to receive oohs and ahhs over their costumes and leave with candy and well wishes. 

Friday, October 14, 2016

Traveling SistahDiva Style (2017 edition). Part 1: What to Wear, What to Pack


"Traveling - it leaves you speechless, 
then it turns you into a storyteller." 
- Ibn Battuta

Sadly, tragically, I've been caught in the throes of a long travel draught. Well, no more of that! My recent adventures in Montreal, the Gold Coast, and my desire to expand my search for 'all things Parisian,' have inspired me. Time for me to dust off my suitcases. Of course any and all successful travel adventures begin with planning and research (love the internets!). I decided to take my own advice - I consulted my Travel SistahDiva Style 5-part series (first published, here, in 2011). Wow! What a difference 5 years makes! In the interim I've seen, experienced, learned, discovered so many new aspects of travel (wonk, fashion, gadgets) that, before I knew it, I was extensively updating the 1st entry. So much so, I've decided to publish a 2016/2017 edition. 

Thus, without further ado...

Tuesday, October 04, 2016

from rue Cler to the Gridiron


"I wish I could go to Paris right now." - Emily Proctor

Since 2009, the months of September or October have been mes Paris mois - 8 weeks, 2 of which I annually reserve to pack up my family and Coco and visit our beloved city. Sadly my and Mr. G's careers, coupled with 2 teens and one tweener's school and sports schedules, have necessitated a Paris-hiatus :-{ But there's a silver lining. My camera lens have moved from the streets of Paris to the Gridiron...


"Anyone who's just driven 90 yards against huge men trying to kill them has earned the right to do Jazz hands." 
- Craig Ferguson

Photographing youth sports was never an aspiration. One early fall afternoon, 7 years ago, Mr. G had a business meeting that ran late and asked me to take our eldest to football practice. Five minutes in, I was forever hooked. I was fascinated by the movement, rhythm, color and emotion of the game. Next practice I brought my cameras and asked the coaches if they'd mind if I wandered the field. They said yes. Next thing I knew I was roaming up and down the sidelines, at every game, snapping away...


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