MOUGINS, FRANCE   19 comments

I can’t believe I’ve been home so long since the four week visit to Europe. Time flies, filled with so many activities: working on finding a new home for the “new” Mrs. Job, doing research for “My Father’s House,” planning a course on Forgiveness for Mount Calvary at the end of this month, organizing photos, etc. But now I’m ready to share our stay at Mougins, France from July 28 – August 2.

One comment in general. In France, we are still in the alps, and sometimes my son forgets that I have a 28 year head start on him, but I did survive the walks up and down hills. No doubt it was good for me. And that’s what we did — uphill, anyway, on our first full day in Mougins. We climbed to the city. There was a rest on the way at — guess what — a cemetery. Somehow cemeteries become interesting tour stops. In this case, on the way to Mougins, I treasured it especially as a breather. Amazing the efforts to preserve our loved ones.

Walking to Mougins

 

I will admit, the visit to Mougins was a delight. It turns out that Picasso spent the last 12 years of his life there, and they do take advantage of it, almost as much as Salzburg celebrated Mozart.

Picasso

The street scenes were charming.

Mougins Street Scene

And that includes the shops. They even had a milliner’s shop there, along with so many other artistic delights.

Milliner

 

For some reason I was into trees on this trip, like this one in Mougins.

TreeI’m happy to say we went back down to our time share by way of an elevator. I think walking down is even harder than walking up.

Our next journey was to the Riviera. I have no desire to go back. I’m no longer a sun worshipper, nor do I like crowds, and we drove through plenty of both. I’ll say this for it, though. The waters are beautifully clear, enough to evoke envy.

CLEAR RIVIERA WATERS

 

And one finds the remains of great wealth, as in the Villa Ephrussi de Rothschild. It’s hard to imagine living in such a lavish place. It must have taken the inhabitants all morning to make the tour just through the inside to say nothing of the fabulous gardens outside. As for other activities, I can’t remember what they said about how often the owner’s clothes were changed during the day. More often than mine, that’s for sure.

But to see it was a pleasure both inside and out. My photo comes nowhere near doing it justice. What you see is just a small part of it.

Villa ephrussi de Rothschild

 

And then there are the gardens.

JUST MISSED THE WATER

 

Doug, seeking the ideal spots for photographs just missed being a part of the aquatic show.

AQUATIC SHOW

 

It was all-in-all a delightful place to spend several hours.

And then it was on to Kerylos. Here’s where I confess even greater ignorance. I know the owners were somehow related to Ms. Rothschild (who also had a married name that I can’t remember), but the important thing is they wanted to live like the ancient Greeks, so their home was a replica of a Greek villa. I did manage to get one photo that reflected the style.

Villa Kerylos

That made a day of it. giving us a chance to rest up for our guided trip the next day to Fort Royal where The Man in the Iron Mask was imprisoned. I don’t feel ignorant that I can’t tell you who he was, because “they” don’t know either

FORT ROYAL

 

I’m not really clear on the history of it, or the artists, but inside where the cells were once occupied paintings have now been added. For example …

Painting

In Cannes enroute from the Fort we had our own moment of fame, except no one was there to applaud. But we did get to pose on the red carpet — stars for the moment.

CANNES RED CARPET - Version 2

One of my favorite visits was nowhere near so extreme either on the luxury end of the scale, nor on the misery-in-prison end. And we were fortunate to do it, because the Renoir Museum was just re-opening after being closed for repairs. I loved the repairs. They repaired it, but left it basically as the simple home it was when Renoir and his students worked there. This scene could have been in any home of the period (1920-30ish).

Renoir Museum

The house was filled with paintings and sculpture by Renoir and his students.

Renoir Painting

 

He never stopped painting, but toward the end of his life it was with great pain. Before he could even pick up a brush he needed a helper to wrap his hands, gnarled with arthritis. But paint he did, and here is where he did it.

Where he painted

 

Still into my tree thing, I picked this one up outside his home.

Tree at Renoir

 

As if to emphasize the difference, a visit to the Grimaldi’s followed. One photo seemed to me to display the lavishness of the place.

Rimaldi Palace

Finally, the visits that most affected my sense of smell were two perfume factories in Grasse, Perfumerie Fragonard (on the inside)

Perfumerie Fragonard

 

and Perfumerie Montenard (from the outside.)

PERFUMERIE MONTENARD

 

I did buy a gift of soap for a friend at the first stop. These days I really don’t like scents, but by the time we’d been through the factory Ihad become adapted, I guess. I bought what I thought was very lightly scented until I got up the next day and found the fragrance filling the room. I packed it in several layers for the transport hime. I hope my friend will like it.

One last stop before flying on to Bulgaria from Milan. We did go into the center of Milan, but I think I was suffering from something close to heat exhaustion so I was only half with it. Enough to get this photo, though, of the Milan Cathedral.

Milan Cathedral

Thanks for keeping me company. One more country still to go — Bulgaria.

 

 

 

 

19 responses to “MOUGINS, FRANCE

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  1. Mona – I leave for Paris and Chantilly Wednesday.
    Any suggestions?
    Pat
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  2. I would have felt like I died and went to heaven to be so close to such wonderful artists!!

  3. @”I will admit, the visit to Mougins was a delight.” – this is my conclusion, too… 🙂 This year, France has been again the 1st(most) touristic & visited country in the world, like 3 years ago…
    – – –
    Thanx for your kind visits at my posts, good night and have a great weekend! Friendly thoughts from Toulouse, France… cheers! Mélanie

  4. Great photos.  And I think you belong on the Red Carpet.

    tappersal@comcast.net
  5. Mona – this photo story, wouldn’t that be a great idea to do live in a club or something? I would so have enjoyed that – looking at the photos AND having you telling about the trip. This is so alive, both in words and images. Thanks!

  6. Thank you for the like on autumn raiment. Beautiful pix and thoughts here. Glad you seem to be thriving.

  7. What a fun adventure! France looks wonderful! I can relate to your comment about having a 28 year head start when it comes to hiking with your son. I’ll have remember that the next time I hike with my children.

  8. Bonjour Mona! 🙂 Hope you’ve been fine and healthy… have a great week! Respectful regards, Mélanie
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