This is our home for the next 6 months.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
One of our favorite places to walk is this little roadway, just behind our apartment building. It's cut through a rocky hillside, and the sides are covered with moss, ferns, ivy, mushrooms, and all kinds of other plants. It is called the Chemin des Roquettes, and is actually a street. Cars do drive up and down it, but not often.
A Norman boat replica on the outside of the museum that houses the Bayeaux Tapestry. Unfortunately you can't take any photos inside, but the tapestry is a magnificent art work. All hand embroidered about 1190 A.D., about 3 feet high and 210 feet long!!!, it tells the story of William the Conquerer's preparation and battle to control England. William lived here in this city, and his brother was one of the heads of the Catholic Church here. It is thought that he commissioned the making of the tapestry, but there is some controversy about its origin. It escaped destruction twice during the French Revolution.
View between two of the three buildings in our complex. Ours is the one on the right, and the two in the background are up the hill and in another group of apartments. We love the grass, trees, and flowers here, especially after living in the middle of La Rochelle surrounded on all sides by walls and streets.
Elder Jurrus and Crook and Frere Dubost on our afternoon of "peche a pied" (fishing on foot) on the east coast of the Manche Peninsula. The tide is out, and we're looking for various kinds of shellfish, mostly clams in this area. There were also some species of snails, but not many. Mussels were in areas further away from the shore. There was about 1/2 mile of exposed beach.
Just before Thanksgiving, we went on a walk above our apartment and saw, in the distance this ship (upper left). It is gigantic! It's called the "Independence of the Seas" and holds 4600 passengers. It is at least 400 yards long and about 9 stories tall. You might want to click on the photo to enlarge it so you can really see this.
This is your art section of this blog.
This is a small section of one of a series of paintings by Monet entitled "Les Nymphaes", which are housed in a museum called the "Orangerie". These paintings are about 8 feet high and 20+ feet long, and were all painted at his home and garden/pool at Givernet, not far from Paris.
One of Van Gogh's most peaceful paintings. It reminds me of working on Grandpa Walker's farm around harvest time. I remember when they used to have threshing crews come in for the wheat harvest. The straw piles were huge, and we enjoyed jumping in it. I finally figured out why the man in the painting doesn't have a face. I remember covering my face with a piece of cloth or my hat when I wanted to take a daytime nap while I was out camping!
Saturday, October 17, 2009
No, this is not our apartment! This is the dining room of a surprise bed and breakfast stop. It was our anniversary (#42!!!) and we were on our way to a mission conference. I had been sneaky and reserved a special place for us to stay for the night. After telling Liz (as were were driving) that I had seen an interesting place to visit on the way, we pulled up to this "bed and breakfast", and after she admired it for just a minute, I surprised her with the fact that we were staying there for the night. This was taken the next morning.
One of the most beautiful Chateaux (castles) in the world, Chenonceaux sits on the bank of a river, with the long rectangular wing on the right actually crossing the river. The wing was originally built as a bridge so Diane de Poitiers could take her friends across and go hunting. It was later covered and used for balls and other entertainment, and served as a hospital in WW I. More photos will follow at a later date.
This is not a prize-winning photo, but is a reminder of the noise in La Rochelle. Boisterous groups would go past our apartment at all hours of the night, so we kept 2 fans running on the weekends for background noise to let us sleep! Then one day, Brad discovered three sheets of 2" pink styrofoam waiting for the garbage truck. With a few deft strokes of surgical skill with his pocketknife, he fashioned a jigsaw of pieces to completely block off the window in the bedroom. Aaah! Piece at last.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
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