mon petit jardin
An oasis of exotic greenery thriving in the heart of gray wintry Paris, well hidden within the serene courtyard of the Petit Palais…
All this lushness brings out the island girl in me – I, who have grown up in tropical climes, who played on sandy beaches as a child, who have been labelled “exotic” all my life by occidentals [like I was some hothouse hybrid!], who dare to claim a french/dutch/portuguese pirate ancestor, but who is now considered french by one doting frenchman…
