Catching up with the Calender

We have been indulging in cotton candy and clown noses at The Paris Market. As the weather turns and the circus excitement fades away; the windows are now in the process of change, much like some of the autumn leaves. Since I feel behind with my blogging updates, I thought a brief look at the past few window displays would be appropriate.
(my apologies for the lacking photographs)

August-September






June-July


Kelsey painted the loveliest flower motif for the window.


April-May
Natural Curiosities to come...

Judging Books by Covers

My inspiration comes from an antique bakery-door cabinet, which resides downstairs in the basement of the Paris Market. Surrounded by majestic chandeliers from Argentina, this humble cabinet holds abundantly, old school books from Belgium. They sit stacked, all in aged, uniformed paper covers. Some are more worn from handle than others, but all stacked together, they appear to be a royal army of insightful information.
As I prepare for my big move to Paris set for the end of this year, I have put aside some of my most treasured books that may be too heavy for the move to Europe. I feel as though I am giving them a temporary parting gift, perhaps one can view it as a dress for a new occasion; a unified cover specified to it's individual character.

What a lazy summer.
When thinking back on these past few months I can't get out of my head Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong's rendition of, "Summertime"
Summertime and the livin' is easy,
Fish are jumpin', and the cotton is high
Oh your daddy's rich and your ma is good lookin',
So hush little baby, don't you cry
One of these mornings
You're goin' to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky.
Perhaps this is me; rising and singing. I have completed my senior year. I have completed my four years of college education. I have my degree. The summer was lazy. I can acknowledge that openly, but now I feel motivated to spread my wings and take to the sky.

The PICTURE of DORIAN GRAY -Oscar Wilde

"I have grown to love secrecy. It seems to be the one thing that can make modern life mysterious or marvelous to us. The commonest thing is delightful if one only hides it."