Not far from where I took this photo, and this one as well, I was wandering around the 13th arrondissement which is often referred to as the Chinese quartier. However, amongst the vast number of Chinese restaurants, exotic food stands, and famous Tang Frères store, you still will find little "mews" or "passages" with cute city homes tucked away. This one caught my eye for several reasons...the sun on number 9 (good lotto number?), the "STOP PUB" warning and of course, the "Bad Dog" sign warning the postman that if the sign isn't enough to deter him from depositing junk mail, the dog certainly will!
Good Morning Eric, and all our wonderful French friends.
ReplyDeleteWe are missing you all terribly since landing here, down under in Adelaïde, a few jet-lagged days ago. Each photo of Paris of course brings back wonderful memories of our superb week spent there with you all. How we wish we were back in Paris, still, and dreaming of never returning to Oz !!
At this moment I am chronicling our European trip to show fellow bloggers the wonderful experiences we had throughout England, France and other destinations, and the warmth and great friendship that was extended to us by you, good friend, and the scores of others that we met and stayed with along the route of our trip.
ADELAIDE DAILY PHOTO will be posting this chronicle of our trip until we reach the end.
The purpose is to show all our friends what pleasure, one man, you, Eric, have given to others by your creation of the DailyPhoto concept. You have enabled me to expand my world and my circle of friends both in France and throughout the entire world.
We all owe you a great debt. Thank you for your wonderful hospitality in your beautiful city. You will see yourself on AdelaideDailyPhoto on a few days time and remember the pleasure you gave to Madame et moi.
I love this photo Eric, with the sunlight on the wood, it's very attractive. I wonder how big the dog is though? Eek!
ReplyDeleteCome on Lynn another line or PHX CDG won;t let you be GF again
ReplyDeleteHey how fitting, M. Benaut, with your important message to Eric, that you should be GF! Congrats!
ReplyDeleteWasn't that two lines and a bit, Rose? lol! I missed it anyway, but have the rules gone up to three lines now? Wow, Phx is STRICT!
ReplyDeleteLooks like I won - what fun.
ReplyDeleteMy first time ever !!! Sorry ladies; thanks Lynn.
Perhaps I must change my Blogname to "Attention au Chien ?"
Woof !
Gee,Rose, the next time people meet me at a pdp picnic or perhaps a PDP dinner, they will think I will show up wearing a tight leather suit with a mask and a whip, hoping to keep everyone in line!!!
ReplyDeleteQuestion: Why do the French use the English word STOP?
Yes it's odd isn't it, Phx, I've often wondered the same.
ReplyDeleteI think if you were dressed like that, members would occupy even more of the banks of the Seine. My, you are strict about the rules though, and that's a good thing!
Guille there's a message for you in the comments under your photo over at my blog from M. Benaut.
Anyone seen the cryptic love note left on yesterday's comments here from Anonymous? Goodness how intriguing. Eric you now seem to be the place to leave mysterious, exotic little notes. How divine.
ReplyDeleteIt's a simple photo but I appreciate it because doors are one of my favorite photo subjects. The sun seems to "hit" the number and the dog sign, and the shadows are intriguing...
ReplyDeleteI like the Tang Frères shop. Few months ago I discovered "Tang Gourmet", a little and delicious restaurant, kind of fast food.
LynnUS, we use the word "stop" because...we don't have any word which is as effective as "stop"...
"Stop" could be replaced by "non à la pub" but it's less striking I guess.
Mr Benaut, the pleasure was for us. Thanks for your kind words. I really look forward to seeing the pictures.
LynnUK, I notice this comment!! I was wondering who were S. and Zoé...Eric, any idea?!
Awesome photo Eric!! I wonder what lies behind that door!! Probably some fabulous Parisian hideway with a very tempermental poodle at the door? ;-) Superbe!
ReplyDeleteS is me and Zoe is my girlfriend, obviously. We do this all over the interweb.
ReplyDeleteJ/K of course. How intriguing!
The sun on the number is so striking. I give this one an "A," as does the door itself!
Don't you ever wonder what the space behind the door looks like? I imagine that it is nothing like what the door looks-- it's probably all Louis the IX style with chandeliers dripping everywhere!! Of course, I have been known to have quite the imagination as well....
ReplyDeleteGreat shot, Eric!
What a wonderful photo Eric! It invites you to imagine what might be waiting within.
ReplyDeleteThis closed door represents the kind of night I've had. Let's leave it at that. Plus, I think my Cubs are calling it a season, too.
ReplyDeleteWith regard to the number "9", Pythagoras (Mr Numerology himself) studied in ancient Egypt. Why mention this? Well,for the Egyptians, numbers were indeed a "force" to be reckoned with and number symbolism permeates Egyptian architecture and temples more than most might know. (BTW...remember, for the Egyptians, "it" didn't exist. All was male/female, even the numbers.) Number nine, for example, marks the end of the human gestation period and also marks the major completion of Eric's work on his new site. (Bidda Boom!) Thank god, Eric says. It is also the number of initiation (perhaps to a cute Bichon behind the door) and that which leads to a new beginning. So, maybe the "9" on the door is welcoming us all to a new beginning. Tomorrow has got to be better!
Soosha...I think the S is probably for me. ;-) As for Zoe, she is probably a beautiful Egyptian goddess who will forever haunt my dreams. (Hey, a guy can muse, eh!) Zoe in Greek means "life." If there is a place to meet and fall in love, why not on PDP? Night all!
BTW...congrats GF Benauts! You are beautiful people and will no doubt be sharing the crown! ;-)
je vous ai tagué dans le cadre de "j'aime vos blogs".
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The sun on the door is beautiful, what an artfully captured moment. Dogs are cute, maybe the sign is really warning against something else...
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I love this photo; it is so raw -- the wood, the rust, the bricks and the lighting -- WOW. And, the sign -- I use to have the same one, except it was "Chat" not "Chien".
ReplyDeleteColtrane, That was really interesting about the number 9, Merci! (Regarding yesterdays comment, I agree, Beardsley was shocking. He produced such outrageous artwork -- some I would never put on a wall, however.)
Tonight I am babysitting my daughter's chien. He is a little terror, a Pomeranian. He might be 5 pounds at the most. He barks at everything -- even when the phone rings. I'm babysitting him because my daughter wanted to spend some quality time with her boyfriend. She said her little dog growls and sits between her and her boyfriend. I guess he is possessif -- he is too cute. Anyway "Attention Au Chien" is perfectly à propos!
:) You have a keen eye - the number 9 does seem to glow and that blue is superb! Enjoy your day in beautiful Paris!
ReplyDeleteCongrats M et Mme (I presume Mme is behind the GF accomplishment somehow!). Can't wait to see all of the 8000 photos you took! May have to zip over there myself so as not to waste the bandwidth here. What's a little Co2 footprint between friends?
ReplyDeleteHow you got so much into one photo of a door Eric is beyond me. The 13eme is not my favourite place to go, but you make it intriguing just the same.
Guille, I didn't know that there was a gourmet version of Tang Frères. Must check it out. Maybe when Katie returns?
PHX-CDG...I can just see you all leathered up on an airplane whipping us business travelers into shape! "I said BUCKLE that seatbelt and STOW that tray or mama's going to have to teach you a little lesson!" How exciting! Maybe you'd force me to eat Velveeta! Miam
ReplyDeleteMichael, You're funny. "leathered up"..."whipping us business travelers into shape!" Oh, I wish I could see her face when she reads this. LLLOOOOLLL.
ReplyDeleteMichael, I'm imagining a considerable uptick in ridership for whatever line she's on. No more altitude rage (or whatever it's called) from self-indulgent passengers. They wouldn't dare. I like the sound of that.
ReplyDeleteLol Michael how your mind has wandered with that image...he he!
ReplyDeleteSo Soosh, the S is you! I should have known... :) I love the thought of messages like that.
Just a quick hello (I'm in a rush right now) to the Benauts! I'm glad you made it safe back home ;) Will check with you a little later.
ReplyDeleteAlso regarding yesterday's proposal about the game, I just wanted to let you know that I am all for it. Let me work something out and I'll get back to you with something ;)
Ooooooh how exciting! The game has been approved by the Blog Baron. Hurrah! I'm not sure whether Eric's sporadic and sparse appearances in the comments box are all due to hard work, though I know he IS busy. Maybe he knows the effect he has (at least he does on me, blush) when he DOES appear. It's almost like Big Brother making an address. Phew I'm reeling with excitement, goosepimples rising on my skin (I don't get out much). I need a lie-down...(hand on forehead).
ReplyDeleteI fear the master has bitten off more than he can chew...
ReplyDeleteTo all of you~~~you put a smile on my face today. LOL!!!
ReplyDeleteM.Benaut~~~I'm so glad to hear you had a fun-filled vacation and are safely back home. Will bounce over and view your blog later today. I'm just beginning my Sunday, it's 7:50 am.
Have a nice day each and every one of you.
Je suis désolé, je ne sais pas Monsieur Coltrane. {Zoé}
ReplyDeleteLe message a été pour mon ex Sabine. {Zoé}
ReplyDeleteSabine...Hmmm...c'est interessant ca, je ne sais pas un Sabine ici... Anonyme, je suis curieux maintenant... :) Bad luck, Coltrane... lol
ReplyDeleteI think Sabine is a fortunate man indeed. I am going to listen to "L'Aquoiboniste" and cry into my coffee.
ReplyDeleteIt'll be ok, coltrane! *pats coltrane on the head a bit*
ReplyDeleteYay, a new game I'll never win!
Such a fuss over my love life. Lol I think Monsieur Coltrane should cry, you only get one chance at love and if you blow it. It is very sad. {Zoé}
ReplyDeleteLynn, Coltrane, "un Sabine", "Sabine is a fortunate man"...
ReplyDeleteIn France, Sabine is a girl's first name ;-)
Lynn, your game idea is great, and it's great that Eric approved it! I'm waiting for the first session impatiently...
Merci, Sabine est une femme. Lol{Zoé}
ReplyDeleteLynn, "I need a lie-down...(hand on forehead)." I love it when you write like that. Drama!
ReplyDeleteMichael, "I fear the master has bitten off more than he can chew..." I fear you are correct, the "Blog Baron" does seem to be overwhelmed presently.
Sabine is a big fan of my old blog and she reads PDP everyday. Yes, she thinks she is in love with me. I treat her gently because she is sweet. Although the trouble I have been having with men lately, makes me think... {Zoé}
ReplyDeleteMy dear Thib...I am a foolish heart...fooled by love again...French style this time. A master of names I am not. But I can count in time, for I am but a drummer. LOL Forgive me Sabine, forgive me Zoe. I need more coffee.
ReplyDeleteJe suis désolé, je ne sais pas Monsieur Coltrane.
ReplyDeleteI am sorry I still do not know you Mr. Coltrane. You know you can not win here, but I see you are a jokester. I give you the floor and PDP. {Zoé}
As a drummer, I know when I am beat (ahem). BTW...Zoe have you noticed yesterday's comments? A new one has been added. I believe it's for you. I'm now going to go hack away at a tree growing too close to my house. I've had enough of you French people and chopping down a tree seems more pleasurable at the moment.
ReplyDeleteOooh the plot thickens. Zoe is pursued, Sabine is a girl and we are still in the dark. There's enough drama here, Lois, for you I am sure!
ReplyDeleteThib thanks but I can't claim credit for the game idea, only enthusiasm for it and being glad that Eric has passed it. I'm always game for games. I won't win either, Soosh'!
Coltrane, I've never heard you playing your drums, but I love the way you play with words... And if your music is as good as (or even better than) your words, it must really be MAGIC ;-)
ReplyDeleteZyou are not a punchline, nor will you ever be.you are wrong you know. trust me. you did once. email me. svp S
ReplyDeleteGosh. (wipes beads of perspiration)
ReplyDeleteI think this deserves another "huh?"!
ReplyDeleteSabine I adore you and do not want you to think that Monsieur Coltrane could come between us. Please write back dedicating your love for me. I await your every word. {Zoé}
ReplyDeleteWowza, what a Sunday! Coltrane is in the middle of two lovers? Poetry and intrigue? I could certainly never compete with that. *is melancholy*
ReplyDeletesee the two sonnets pour toi "yes a day" coltrane means nothing to me ~S
ReplyDeleteSoosha, this must be you musing with Coltrane. Zoe sounds like a Harry Potter character and you have shown a fancy for Coltrane's beat. Come on, tell us the truth...
ReplyDeleteI just got back from chopping away at a tree and then I find myself in the middle of lovers. How did this happen? I don't know what I can do, but I think Z should take S back. I read the sonnets. They are quite good actually. S seems sincere. I have no more words now.
ReplyDeletepour Z
ReplyDelete"Autumn blows her spirit across my lawn,
And again I watch crimsons flee my heart.
I can't sweep her away into sacred dawn,
Nor can I gather all the gold from a star.
I could never seek out the river Lethe,
As long as she walks, remembering me;
Across ancient sands where pharoahs in death,
Rise from their slumbers to kiss eternity,
There in her footprints, I too shall be found.
Amidst the strong gales ushering her away,
I'll be a lonely archaeologist time-bound,
Who, attempting to unearth her dear face,
Finds one's self being wrapped in linens fine
To preserve a love that chips away at time."
{bisous toujours S}
Poor Coltrane...:) lol! S and Z have got us intrigued.
ReplyDeleteIt's all very secretive isn't it. Er...The Dog Is Behind The Bush.
ReplyDeleteOh sorry have I got the wrong idea?
Coltrane~~~What is going on? Translate please!! How could this happen? What romance?
ReplyDeleteGramma...it must be love!
ReplyDeleteColtrane~~~LOL!!!!
ReplyDeleteIf only I was really involved in this intrigue, Michael! Alas, no one loves me like that and I currently love none outside my family.
ReplyDeleteLynn- I'm with ya - the little sparrow rests in the branches of an oak tree.
Don't you make fun of him. z
ReplyDeleteIt's late I need to sleep. Z
ReplyDelete{bisous} S
ReplyDeleteBonjour,
ReplyDeleteI wanted to say I am sorry for all comments you have had to witness recently from me. Just because I sign in anonyme, does not give you the right {who ever} to used my name in a comment. Maybe you though it was funny, but Sabine was very hurt. Sabine is not my girlfriend. Zoe
PHX
ReplyDeleteHahaha... I only said you would tell her off...
A leather suit? A whimp? These are all your ideas...
Come on..I dare you to turn up dressed like that! lol
Bonjour:
ReplyDeleteI enjoy looking and photographing doors also. This one is intriguing as well as a visually a treat. So much texture.
It also presents many clues to the mystery as to what kind of a person resides behind the door.
Perhaps he is anti-social and paranoid?
He obviously wants to alone and is a control freak. He has one of those fish-eye peep hole viewers enabling him to view who is outside his door. He also seems concerned about break-ins because he has a ring around his lock cylinder. Unfortunately, he has the screws on the exterior. They seem to be square, not philippics. No problem for me, I carry a multi-tool with a full set of most versions of screw head designs. Only a fool would secure a flimsy retaining ring with screws on the outside!
He may be paranoid, smart he ain't!
I think I have invented a character in a Russian novel.
"to be continued...."
Steve, in Chicago, home of double looser Cubs and Sox!
Steve...this Cubs fan is scratching his head about the drubbing we got from the Dodgers! The world has gone mad!
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