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This afternoon my husband found a tortoise in the garden. I had never seen a tortoise like this before. I could only guess that it was an exotic species someone had bought as a pet. The bulbs are up but the sun is obscured by a thick grey blan.
All of which seem appropriate for a new discovery for me on the. The plateau near my village which is so rich in plant life. It also used to be named. Which was growing in a little colony up there.
From the Tropics to the City of Light. Places to Eat and Drink. In my work as a sworn translator in France, the document I am asked to translate and certify the most often is the birth certificate. So first, what is an.
THE COMFORT OF THE FAMILIAR AND A NEW CHEESE. Time to look back at the photos again and the joy of the familiar suddenly made me smile. Events that come round every year and that we never get fed up with. One of them is the annual garden event at Château de la Bourdaisiere. And of course we enjoyed a delicious cake and coffee in the tearoom. Her old bread oven had been lit and used that morning. There was still plenty of.
Sunday, 8 March 2015. A brief intermezzo before we post the second part of the Sculptures in Touraine exhibition. Glorious! A slight cut above the usual stuff on offer. Snowdrops on their way out, double daffs in bud. Early daffs by the drive. On Friday Niall dusted off the two chairs and table we h.
It was March 6, our first full day on the car trip we took over to the old Bourbonnais province in central France earlier this month. After our walk around in the town of Lapalisse under the shut-tight 16th century Château de La Palice, we drove north through Jaligny. And on to Saint-Léon, basically down the valley of the Besbre River.
However as a diversion from my usual Parisi.
Sunday, November 24, 2013. It is determination that gets us moving and tenacity that keeps us going and belief in ourselves that makes it happen. Sunday, April 29, 2012. Lake Martin, Louisiana - Sunrise. Saturday, March 31, 2012. Thursday, March 31, 2011. The Snow Queen- Joan D. Tuesday, March 29, 2011. There was a time back wh.
Food blogging goes in yearly cycles. Falafel is, perhaps, the original street food of the Middle East. While its origins remain shrouded, the inimitably vague finger of academia has pointed to it being first made in Egypt, perhaps as a meat-substitute during Lent.
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This web page daysontheclaise.blogspot.com states the following, "I grew up in Canberra Australia, and in the late 1970s earned my drivers licence." We saw that the webpage said " This meant that theoretically, anyway I was free to take myself off to interesting places, something I started doing in 1980 once I had bought myself a car." It also said " The pub still looked very much like this photo from the 1960s when I started going there. When we in Australia at the end of last year we visited the South Coast and stayed with our friends Rick and Helen."SEEK SIMILAR DOMAINS
Monday, March 23, 2009. Tuesday, March 04, 2008. Salto Nilahue, Region X, Patagonia, Chile. After 3 weeks paddling the Futa. Baker and other big rivers, the boys were fired up to run a big drop.
Wednesday, March 14, 2018. I have an urge to write tonight; I have words and thoughts bursting to be released. I am always finding complexity in the simple things of life, or simplicity in the complex. Sometimes I feel sorry for the people that are around me most; I get lost in thought and forget the more important pleasures of relationship. I am never bored alone, but I am afraid folks might find my company rather boring. Alas, this is the pleasure and the curse of being introverted. We found a little t.
O meu mundo não é como o dos outros, quero demais, exijo demais; há em mim uma sede de infinito, uma angústia constante que eu nem mesma compreendo, pois estou longe de ser uma pessoa; sou antes uma exaltada, com uma alma intensa, violenta, atormentada, uma alma que não se sente bem onde está, que tem saudade sei lá de quê! Abraços são casas quando não temos mais teto. Mdash; Tu me cativas.