Wednesday, October 8, 2014

A palace for a queen.


Charlottenburg Palace, my first German palace and it did not disappoint, as if it ever could... Waking up for a flight to Paris in three hours, not yet packed, and terribly exhausted from a museum and dinner date with my love, but this palace--a beauty like this demands to be seen, so here she is. Portrait-lined halls, decadent chandeliers, intricate wall carvings and colorful ceiling murals, all for a queen, the lovely Sophie Charlotte...

^ In awe of the tromp l'oeil here, where the blanket extends from the painting to hang loosely over the gilded cornice...

^ And this graceful blue and gold chair, where perhaps a princess once sat...

^ This delicate porcelain figure no more than 9" tall, and do you see that lace detailing at the bottom of her dress and on her sleeves?

^ I found him dozing next to a beautiful tree-lined walkway. There are worse places to rest one's head...


A tour of the palace, then a stroll through the gardens, and then somehow, magically, becoming lost in the grounds beyond under a light August rain, and happening upon the most darling children's playground and a quiet mausoleum for kings and queens...


In a city otherwise teeming with energy, so enamored of this elegant, peaceful oasis.

More lovely palace visits here.

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