Just before jaunting through Provence, Sarah, the picnic hostess to end all picnics, threw a Midsummer celebration in the Parc des Buttes Chaumont in the 19th arrondissement. There was an heirloom tomato and burrata salad and bundles upon bundles of flowers as we gathered to celebrate summer on an ironically cloudy and eventually rainy Paris afternoon. It did pour for a good 30 minutes, but true to the Parisian spirit, not one picnicker packed up. Instead, we huddled under umbrellas and branches, twisting flower and wire into fairy dreams. The sun rewarded us for our patience and persistence with a glorious sunset over the hilltop.