My Mother’s Voice

Alzheimer’s being the conniving thieving bitch that  it is, my mother wasn’t herself in the final years of her life. The  woman I visited in the Alzheimer’s special care unit was a stranger wearing my mother’s skin but not much else, like the invasion of the body snatchers had taken place, month after month beneath the surface, until one day we looked and the woman we knew was gone, replaced by some alien being. An imposter. Intruder alert. Intruder alert. She died back in 2012. Don’t worry; I won’t be getting maudlin on you.  My real mother–not that stranger in a wheel chair, head nodding on her shoulder–is who I want to think about today.  My real mother —Enid Maude Good nee Hayden, a prim, old-fashioned name, perhaps the only thing about her I didn’t love— was British-born and had a lovely London lilt to her voice her whole life even though she left England in the mid-1950’s. I suppose at thirty, her vocal patterns were already frozen in place.  Sounding like a cross between

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Dreaming of France: Paris doors






I don't know why but even with the ugliness on the left side of the image, there really is something beautiful about French doors. Amateur photogs like me try and capture the feeling on our iPhones, posting our images on our Instagram feeds but there's a world of amazing photographers who really know how to put the magic of Parisian doors in a picture. Luckily for those of us who can't get to Paris as often as others, they share their stunning images online and in gorgeous books that have us drooling. 

One of my favorites




               Doors of Paris: A Photo Essay

Photographer Rebecca Plotnick has some stunning doors on her blog.


Do you share my love of doors, especially French doors? 

There are instagram accounts devoted to nothing but doors. Just plug in #doors and see what comes up. While I'm equally obsessed with doors I'm not quite that singleminded on my own Instagram account, my favorite place to play.

Connect with Dreaming of France where there's many more French goodies to explore. 

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  1. I love all things French and doors are no exception. I've seen some magnificent ones in my time and those you share here are right up with them! And thanks for coming to Marmelade Gypsy! Nice to meet you!

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    1. Thanks Jeanie. Nice to meet you too!

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  2. Paris has great doors. They come in all sizes and shapes and colours.

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    1. So much fun! I spend a lot of time looking for cool doors here in LA, they are not in abundance, believe me!

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  3. Yes. I share your enthusiasm for a good door!

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  4. Sim, I agree. You posted some blue doors the other day and I swear that I took the same picture in Paris, only a few days after you left the city. Thanks for sharing your love of doors and the link, and thanks for playing along with Dreaming of France. Here’s my Dreaming of France meme

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    1. How funny! But the doors are so photogenic, you can't blame us.

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  5. Love the Paris doors. Have been trying to do some watercolors of them, with mixed results.....
    Karen

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    1. I love that idea! We purchased a watercolor of a building on Boulevard Saint Michel with a beautiful door as a souvenir for our son. I scrolled through the pictures I'd taken on my phone until we got to one the artist (one of those along the Seine) had done a painting of.

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