Monthly Archives: July 2023

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Tidying up the hardscaping

It’s well past time to fix the mess the sewer replacement people left behind, so to that end I called Meadows Farms to see what they could do. Well, not only could they regrade the spot by the front steps, but they could also (unrelated to the sewer business) redo the terrace with polymeric sand. This mysterious substance binds the stones together in some magic way, and ten+ years (maybe 15?) after the original installation, it was time to do it again. Oh, and they could also deliver some stones to replace the ones that disappeared during the sewer mess.

Although I didn’t take any before pictures, here’s one that gives a hint of how untidy the edges were.

My plan to leave the leaves on the garden beds so that little bugs can have a nice life resulted in edges even more untidy than usual. And you may be able to see how the cracks between the stones have become a habitat for weeds.

And look at it now!

So clean, so tidy, so satisfactory!!

The stones they delivered are not quite as organically shaped as the original ones, but they will do. If I can manage to lift them into place, that is.

Looks pretty bad right now, but I’m hoping that placing a few every day will make this a manageable project.

And the grading that prompted this whole thing looks very nice. The sewer people had uprooted the yews that grew against this wall, and I didn’t replant them. The rhododendron that I planted last year up and expired, though I have high hopes that a new one will have a better chance to staying alive.

Again, no before pictures but imagine this sloping down towards the foundation wall, scraggly as can be. Now it’s nice and level!

You need to imagine this space with some greenery that makes the downspout fade into the background… More planting to come this fall.

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Rue du Nil and farewell

Silla’s train left at 2:00, so we just had a leisurely stroll around the neighborhood before lunch. We walked down Rue du Nil, first “attested” back in 1590 and made famous recently by a chef who has earned a Michelin star. For us it was only about a block away, with inviting shops: vegetables, cheese, chocolate, bread, fish, etc. We bought some cheese and wandered back to the apartment, had a decent but not exciting lunch at the restaurant next door, and then waved off Silla with kisses and tears. Hope to see her again at Gadenstaettli!

(Thanks to Terroirs d’Avenir for the photo)

Then it was off to the Musée Jacquemart-André, a nineteenth century house owned by a couple who loved classical art and filled their house with it.

We were especially interested in a Bellini exhibit there, and it did not disappoint. I’m still not sure which Bellini is which (father, son, uncle?) but they all painted beautifully. Memling was there too, along with Mantegna, Giorgone and others. Lots of virgins and babies, plus an arresting painting of a drunken Noah and his sons.

And guess whom we should meet as we made our way down the gorgeous spiral staircase but Pablo, our Context guide at the Louvre!

Very happy to see him again, and I wish I had told him how often we had quoted him when talking to Silla about our Paris travels.

Dinner tonight was at de Saison, a hole in the wall around the corner from the Rue du Nil. We arrived promptly at 6:00 when they opened, and they were not really ready for us, but the chef/owner was jolly and poured us some wine, eventually coming by with a menu. We shared the roasted vegetables with chive hummus (or something like that),

then I had the duck (a certain amount of quacking took place to make sure our choices were clear) and Alison had the lamb (baa). Both delicious, and by then the place had filled up with the young things who must be the frequenters of this establishment. And so to bed.