I remember the time we used to buy the same flowers which lasted several years : geranium, pansy (without speaking about the bulbs that we still keep from one year to another).
Nowadays we wouldn't imagine not getting new flowers every spring. So, each year, I go to the flower shop and try to choose colourful ones. I, more or less, end my search with the same choice : million bells, petunia, vervain and sometimes geranium. But I try to change colours each time. The most uncommon were two years ago : black and yellow. Last year was classic : pale and dark pink. This year is a mixture : purple, red and orange.
And the most difficult is to resist in front of all these colours, all these flowers. You can always find some you have never seen before. And you must decide not to take this one or that one because your flower beds are in the sun or aren't. And you think you "could try" even if the flower is obviously not ready to survive in your garden. I have found a solution, I don't buy more flowers but go to the vegetables part. So, this time, I couldn't avoid buying one more tomato plant, a Tomate de Russie, which is red with a black top, not to be mixed with the Noire de Crimée, which is darker. This one is sweeter than classic tomatoes, the Russian one should be sweeter too if the information was true. I found these two tomatoes one near the other and thought life is strange. It is, isn't it ? I also added one melon plant in the trolley, it should climb nicely in our garden and give a good crop.
I will have another go to the shop soon, just to enjoy looking at all the plants and the colours. It is quite relaxing.
Last week we missed the long night of museums as we had to fetch our son back from his holiday and then there was no time left to visit anything.
Last year we went to Saint-Nicolas-de-Port to the brewery museum and I took this picture from the roof of the building before it was too dark. It was an unusual opportunity to see the basilica from a high point. It is such a big church standing amongst small houses. I imagine it was even more impressing for people living around or for pilgrims in the seventeenth century.
This year I would have liked to go to the Musée des Beaux-Arts in Nancy to be able discover the exhibition in a calmer atmosphere and to enjoy a drink afterwards in one of the Place Stanislas cafés. We will have to wait for next year to do this. Or we could try to look for another museum organizing a special event for this long night to change from the usual visits.
I suppose it is different in Paris but, here in Lorraine, not a lot of people join the event and so it is really pleasant to visit places after dinner, avoiding a crowd and without paying anything. It is free and allows visitors to have a good time in good conditions.
In my mind, miniatures meant tin soldiers. When we arrived at the exhibition place, I realized it is not as simple as this.
We saw figurines from half an inch to one foot high. They were made with clay, tin, resin or paper, in 2D or 3D. Some people were painting them in front of us. Others explained their "tricks" to find small things : children toys, model-making...
And there were miniatures representing all times and all worlds. WW2 soldiers were near Roman warriors. Fairies stood near science fiction characters. Some were in 3D frames, others on tables, and 2D ones were put on velvet.
The most important part of the exhibition was made by army figurines. And, as the 70th anniversary of D-Day is near, there were a lot of WW2 soldiers.
We enjoyed visiting this exhibition but felt as "tourists" amongst specialists. Most people knew what they wanted to see or to buy and were asking a lot of questions. It seems to be a good hobby for people being patient and clever with their hands, and also interested in either history or fiction stories.
When we went to a miniatures exhibition last week, we were, of course, very calm and standing a long time near each table to observe what was on display.
My husband was near me but, after a while, I moved a bit less slowly than he did. There were only a few meters between us when I saw something which I found really interesting for him. I turned my head and...
I saw these two men behind me !
It was a surprise to see these people coming from the past, just as if some miniatures were suddenly alive. The most unexpected was the way other people acted, nobody seemed to notice anything. Normal people amongst normal people.
I didn't ask where they were coming from as I think there is a local association celebrating Napoleon times regularly, but I still don't know the link between the miniatures and the presence of these two men wearing old costumes. Or maybe they wanted to show that what miniatures show with a very small size they can do it with a normal size.
By chance they didn't bring any horse inside ! (just joking)
I stopped at the tourist office in Saint-Nicolas-de-Port two weeks ago to get information about the coming events and discovered an exhibition with puppets.
There were different scenes : a circus, a theater, an African village, Russian people and, of course, saint Nicolas and his donkey. The theater showed the characters of one of Molière's play, Les Fourberies de Scapin (Scapin's deceits, or Scapino).
Children usually like puppets, I didn't when I was young. Now I like the ways they are made. These ones were simple and children prefer these, most of the time. I made one with a paper-mache head years ago and really enjoyed this type of activities.
A lot of young pupils have come to see these puppets and listen to a story-teller who brought to life each part of the exhibition. It was a day with their school teacher they liked a lot.
I still remember The Muppet Show we used to watch on television in the 1970s or 1980s, these puppets were really funny ! What I didn't like when I was young, I liked it when I was an adult.