tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9277629154778653102024-03-19T09:32:04.044+01:00J'ai envie de partager avec vous : mots, photos, musique et tout ce qui fait vibrer mon âme ♥Françoisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09704980411567967555noreply@blogger.comBlogger1589125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927762915477865310.post-17672639535792812962024-03-15T18:37:00.001+01:002024-03-15T18:37:27.101+01:00Le printemps n'est pas loin...<div style="text-align: center;">Les fleurs du cognassier du Japon s'ouvrent les unes après les autres,<br />impatientes de donner leur bon nectar aux abeilles déjà présentes et bourdonnantes.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizGimt_3Ek6nSduKPcc8JUwO-b7In7HoLvfuBEn63irMQzke0nMY8u3gJly9kemHeKYI6VqP4XE54QJ_XpBzxfGr0JLeAYO1FJ8vCh9uoGWA73-JdhjtLBtaktduZc3FUt3_kCEvaroP8DUm0K4jdKYOedW2Kccxx-m7toRO2405VOjgNvVzZ3x4rt5BM/s2054/bis_1290020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1545" data-original-width="2054" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizGimt_3Ek6nSduKPcc8JUwO-b7In7HoLvfuBEn63irMQzke0nMY8u3gJly9kemHeKYI6VqP4XE54QJ_XpBzxfGr0JLeAYO1FJ8vCh9uoGWA73-JdhjtLBtaktduZc3FUt3_kCEvaroP8DUm0K4jdKYOedW2Kccxx-m7toRO2405VOjgNvVzZ3x4rt5BM/w640-h482/bis_1290020.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">L'hellébore, toujours aussi belle, s'épanouit d'année en année,<br />nous offrant sa palette de couleurs crème, vieux-rose et vert, une merveille.<br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSfMDEeDXuxTgjz8jLBklz2waXGd2Dy_5V9hUY7AQxEcDTSAGEq8HNfKAK_n4kXAAMRzEyxPTy3DQLu011BbklfnFsp0OP0TQP7leK7u1M5g0uDyAbcKhBLhkl2o_LNBYPdSxr0NUduXB-rLlwDiRg33LJ_Rcmak78OOhhThPJYkTxMwQjOQPYT5nPzWY/s2054/bis_1290022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1545" data-original-width="2054" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSfMDEeDXuxTgjz8jLBklz2waXGd2Dy_5V9hUY7AQxEcDTSAGEq8HNfKAK_n4kXAAMRzEyxPTy3DQLu011BbklfnFsp0OP0TQP7leK7u1M5g0uDyAbcKhBLhkl2o_LNBYPdSxr0NUduXB-rLlwDiRg33LJ_Rcmak78OOhhThPJYkTxMwQjOQPYT5nPzWY/w640-h482/bis_1290022.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">De petits bourgeons commencent à verdir les branches du saule pleureur,<br />le gai pinson les encourage de son chant. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijI5sIDTJnTuiLgTzsY4m6aQobwDO15MyXtpNGsSOLhMa0-ZljSKeqxS2_wYcCOAhqu1AdeAE04Gy1Sv6YCMfsWF0iZqQB74GIxX0oAq_VpYxDcmQulPnN7QbTzswxSCka5OSq8dKC8u-4vfAmlPXq32V31sSyecPKkdPFSdONcJkMttBG4maO6gLSbYc/s4014/bis_1290001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3021" data-original-width="4014" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijI5sIDTJnTuiLgTzsY4m6aQobwDO15MyXtpNGsSOLhMa0-ZljSKeqxS2_wYcCOAhqu1AdeAE04Gy1Sv6YCMfsWF0iZqQB74GIxX0oAq_VpYxDcmQulPnN7QbTzswxSCka5OSq8dKC8u-4vfAmlPXq32V31sSyecPKkdPFSdONcJkMttBG4maO6gLSbYc/w640-h482/bis_1290001.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Le printemps n'est pas loin, la nature s'éveille, impatiente et joyeuse.<br /><br /></div>Françoisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09704980411567967555noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927762915477865310.post-87276718125635304272024-03-11T16:15:00.003+01:002024-03-13T18:19:01.969+01:00La 9e Biennale des Arts Singuliers et Innovants 2024 / St Étienne et alentours<div style="text-align: justify;">Hier après-midi, ma sœur et moi sommes allées voir une exposition à Saint-Paul-en-Cornillon, commune de la Loire, dotée d'un joli château. Cette exposition fait partie de celles proposées pour la 9e Biennale des Arts singuliers et innovants 2024.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj9b3VE7d0PY3eymTewwg9IpgAOUL0tpBpBHGRn4tSiB_JMohRwMJsUB8PKg6asJgb_JlRY1dhMZDsYAUNx4CDrZCWOgkyBfLp6GoAHYd6gQsqY6oLBi-J0UNprQXduyUC3BNs3HV6idKqIiYAYB6faO8xecBgulrTCQr4wRNIUTQ91VFF_8QGKaXCtDY/s4618/bis20240310_155124.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2255" data-original-width="4618" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj9b3VE7d0PY3eymTewwg9IpgAOUL0tpBpBHGRn4tSiB_JMohRwMJsUB8PKg6asJgb_JlRY1dhMZDsYAUNx4CDrZCWOgkyBfLp6GoAHYd6gQsqY6oLBi-J0UNprQXduyUC3BNs3HV6idKqIiYAYB6faO8xecBgulrTCQr4wRNIUTQ91VFF_8QGKaXCtDY/w640-h312/bis20240310_155124.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Nous avons pu admirer les œuvres de Véronique Peytour et de Georges Bellut, la première exposant des tableaux, et le second des sculptures alliant entre autres le bois et le fer. Des œuvres originales et certaines très belles. </div></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaZ_iOzlulY8BsI_AXz9L-LIVCW_ulEVYwAhwL9O9PHBXL7SUWVat4oaU45Whjfv4g-E352REku4C6n9063CzR1rNLVsYINWHNZVKrFD86j3fZ3jv3tWXJjhBPyQBRhpY-OrKKfC4nDVT8icgO5c4um5k_4X1JUIiW1iFoWeBTsIMyFahXBEz9vEnQ5H0/s990/Affiche.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="699" data-original-width="990" height="452" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaZ_iOzlulY8BsI_AXz9L-LIVCW_ulEVYwAhwL9O9PHBXL7SUWVat4oaU45Whjfv4g-E352REku4C6n9063CzR1rNLVsYINWHNZVKrFD86j3fZ3jv3tWXJjhBPyQBRhpY-OrKKfC4nDVT8icgO5c4um5k_4X1JUIiW1iFoWeBTsIMyFahXBEz9vEnQ5H0/w640-h452/Affiche.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEBYLx6Y86R4TCjtaDBRF6MqdBJl4bFp7Khr_ckR_skNm_gqsEXBrsdpCv9PBJ3Oyi0JorG7Rs1yfBbHldWAiY5XX6IJQTg-e6S0PQkZLexGu_J4RQy5pEENFIdweOKz3frEXvst0fzuebLgcDeJATqMhHRjDPFrLnpZDVAX1SuchiZ1A005SDok-DNsM/s4618/bis20240310_160301.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2255" data-original-width="4618" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEBYLx6Y86R4TCjtaDBRF6MqdBJl4bFp7Khr_ckR_skNm_gqsEXBrsdpCv9PBJ3Oyi0JorG7Rs1yfBbHldWAiY5XX6IJQTg-e6S0PQkZLexGu_J4RQy5pEENFIdweOKz3frEXvst0fzuebLgcDeJATqMhHRjDPFrLnpZDVAX1SuchiZ1A005SDok-DNsM/w640-h312/bis20240310_160301.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Voici quelques photos des tableaux de Véronique PEYTOUR.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheKf5YGgA2valgfEGcGjT5mH3zBLvWn_sNxIr2LU5Uy7UQYItEU0EXkne2xmyVi2CpR7NRwIkcwe1L7hLQ6ZcMyS8xU8Gv0imvh__EoJo4kJqS53ZN2iEpNaImViv42ZaOcgIcAi8M-INOa4G8zxVfKy8VMxjXRU01Mq2dc8jMFzZlFcUxS9dWswB0408/s4520/x%204.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4520" data-original-width="4510" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheKf5YGgA2valgfEGcGjT5mH3zBLvWn_sNxIr2LU5Uy7UQYItEU0EXkne2xmyVi2CpR7NRwIkcwe1L7hLQ6ZcMyS8xU8Gv0imvh__EoJo4kJqS53ZN2iEpNaImViv42ZaOcgIcAi8M-INOa4G8zxVfKy8VMxjXRU01Mq2dc8jMFzZlFcUxS9dWswB0408/w638-h640/x%204.jpg" width="638" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2759" data-original-width="2068" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioYS8o-sffnTt-ZDk06mf2xcrhW62AJx9a2TPewITS5vSnzuTRmUmk4bIOfRpBqCy6NsvwTH4mnQeyTUZ3IyrmgJZnY86H_gi4S9IbH0xYaq7Yx8Cb9suXn89vonzR2mMDrt_yqMZxk7qzsP8JuovonzTuXl126eFW6wWSmZlhRChn4FiRAfDg1VdOxy8/w300-h400/bis20240310_161055.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Et quelques photos des œuvres de Georges BELLUT :</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0Bk8tWnTlcHpDbGwe5c3HUYEIsfPiTHBsXmXJPW3ZlcNUaDbBi1F28Yo33Khv8PXpTWBa5CS4KYXVHt-1d7-5qLtOiZIt_vLCyj3ChDTzAOkw4Aj7sBYE3AMJzpcAGVUUQeLa7K3AyfgKSB80nKnshzz_Iu_zlEF5hG15Qq9prmIXN062f_suvj9J-sY/s6770/x%204%20ter.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Du 4 au 31 mars, a lieu à Saint-Etienne et alentours, la 9e Biennale des Arts singuliers et innovants. On peut voir dans ces expositions de très belles créations. Tout comme je l'avais fait il y a deux ans, je pense bien aller à la rencontre de ces œuvres. Si vous n'habitez pas loin de Saint-Etienne, je vous conseille d'aller y faire un tour afin d'aller à la découverte de tous ces univers singuliers, certains très beaux...</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSABHiRsgArUdV4INj_pSEl_oZtIPWczQBwi9g8ut5KVhTq_HMCI71Z5CPQLpTo5vDVGuHKB7D6Zc5cVDPi-oOyAe8NIEh90jm4DGtaEvxuu3r4nZFdUDeEnKVpvcGTyqLg1KX3kC8BDPUbeDc903kcoJ-klNTj2EDlmSR621m6Difa-rOm1kx266iRVg/s1024/milo_maman_11-copie-1-724x1024.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="724" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSABHiRsgArUdV4INj_pSEl_oZtIPWczQBwi9g8ut5KVhTq_HMCI71Z5CPQLpTo5vDVGuHKB7D6Zc5cVDPi-oOyAe8NIEh90jm4DGtaEvxuu3r4nZFdUDeEnKVpvcGTyqLg1KX3kC8BDPUbeDc903kcoJ-klNTj2EDlmSR621m6Difa-rOm1kx266iRVg/w452-h640/milo_maman_11-copie-1-724x1024.jpg" width="452" /></a></div>Françoisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09704980411567967555noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927762915477865310.post-8162570471941845732024-03-08T17:36:00.002+01:002024-03-08T17:36:51.281+01:00Alain Souchon - Le marin (avec Pierre Souchon et Ours)<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe frameborder="0" height="360" src="https://youtube.com/embed/q5qnTYF2Wpc?si=HYs5M9LtKmm7szwE" width="640"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Cette année sera l'année des concerts. Après avoir réservé récemment des places pour le concert de Bernard Lavilliers, ce sera Alain Souchon, accompagné de ses deux fils Pierre et Charles, dit Ours, que j'irai écouter à Saint-Etienne. Les années passent, les chanteurs que je suis depuis ma jeunesse, vieillissent (et moi aussi...), ces concerts seront peut-être les derniers que je pourrai voir d'eux... <br /><br /></div>Françoisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09704980411567967555noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927762915477865310.post-17974955270491024202024-02-25T14:05:00.000+01:002024-02-25T14:05:19.561+01:00Né sous une bonne étoile<div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="text-align: justify;">Un roman que je viens de lire : « Né sous une bonne étoile. » d'Aurélie Valognes.</span></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Une histoire dans laquelle beaucoup d'enfants, et d'adultes aussi, se reconnaîtront. La pire des choses, à mon avis, c'est de mettre une étiquette à un enfant, car celle-ci le suivra toute sa vie, il se conformera au rôle qu'on lui aura attribué et il aura beaucoup de mal à s'en débarrasser. Je suis sûre que nous sommes nombreux à en avoir été les victimes. On peut traiter un enfant de fainéant, alors qu'il est simplement timide, mal à l'aise, ou bien qu'il y a une raison familiale qui l'empêche de s'épanouir et de prendre confiance en lui. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilcntvU3fphWOK2iyLzgrOON03UEOZtLuKXKXXnZnHqUoUDv2CmLz1ghIkFx2nx3WV042y50Yn_GpTvEr4d8hzJTbbUe5i-q1TN2Gvtj7C-UNi2z-2FwuF2QWQCV-57LxaoVk9fAQZFLOdGeJ2c0O9v7r2ORmHVs_wB_PmJp4mTtdn91iVvzobYYBBddo/s1500/N%C3%A9%20sous%20une%20bonne%20%C3%A9toile%20recto.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="927" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilcntvU3fphWOK2iyLzgrOON03UEOZtLuKXKXXnZnHqUoUDv2CmLz1ghIkFx2nx3WV042y50Yn_GpTvEr4d8hzJTbbUe5i-q1TN2Gvtj7C-UNi2z-2FwuF2QWQCV-57LxaoVk9fAQZFLOdGeJ2c0O9v7r2ORmHVs_wB_PmJp4mTtdn91iVvzobYYBBddo/w198-h320/N%C3%A9%20sous%20une%20bonne%20%C3%A9toile%20recto.jpg" width="198" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">« A l'école, il y a les bons élèves... et il y a Gustave. Depuis son radiateur au fond de la classe, ce jeune rêveur observe les oiseaux dans la cour. Le garçon aimerait rapporter des bonnes notes à sa mère, mais ce sont surtout les convocations du directeur qu'il collectionne. Pourtant, Gustave est travailleur. Il passe plus de temps sur ses devoirs que la plupart de ses camarades, mais contrairement à eux ou à Joséphine, sa grande sœur pimbêche et première de classe, les leçons ne rentrent pas. Pire, certains professeurs commencent à le prendre en grippe. A force d'entendre qu'il est un cancre, Gustave finit par s'en convaincre, sans imaginer qu'une rencontre peut parfois changer le cours des choses... »</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div>Extraits :<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">« Ne laissez jamais personne vous dire que c’est impossible, qu’il ne faut pas rêver, ni espérer, ni viser trop haut, que vous ne valez rien, ou que ce n’est pas pour vous. »</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">« En règle générale, on n'aime pas trop les gens qui sortent du rang, alors que, au contraire, le monde a besoin de toutes ces intelligences, surtout des plus créatives, celles qui naturellement trouvent les voies de traverse, qui restent inexplorées et qui, au final, apportent les plus grandes révolutions. »</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">« Gustave fut catalogué "trop timide". Le jeune garçon en sortit amer, se sentant désespérément incompris. Il commençait à en avoir assez des étiquettes qui grattent, des gommettes qui collent et des cases trop étroites dans lesquelles les adultes s'obstinaient à l'enfermer. »</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">« L'oiseau avait pris son envol et retrouvé sa liberté. Il avait suffi de peu: de l'attention, une main tendue et un peu d'amour. Parfois, dans la vie, on a besoin de trois fois rien pour être sauvé. »</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div>Françoisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09704980411567967555noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927762915477865310.post-15150688416520389972024-02-24T11:38:00.003+01:002024-02-24T11:45:03.774+01:00Damien Saez - « La beauté du cœur »<div style="text-align: center;">Coup de cœur pour cette chanson de Damien Saez, <br />chanteur que je ne connaissais pas avant ce matin...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe frameborder="0" height="360" src="https://youtube.com/embed/piXD9RlBPo4?si=2HBUz7aGnx7UekBw" style="background-image: url(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/piXD9RlBPo4/hqdefault.jpg);" width="640"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Les paroles sont dans les commentaires.<br /><br /></div>Françoisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09704980411567967555noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927762915477865310.post-78376347495042309802024-02-15T23:14:00.003+01:002024-02-15T23:14:54.404+01:00La magie du ciel<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipGQhtgO3DkKvr1umLwhgytcMOwJs9QDbglMlxEcE_7nEQLnQxmSKzG5_4bRRP-mAXTo2M_Me_hN6ikyELsQIQrEIgm5kWOv7stYrSB1snf1khIvIy7nDp64d5RQmE_VaG4AcvxcNMOdU0N1SLs0mCYlOVxyzfLwk_S9wcHrrgeNq8WKmY_E98RVpz30E/s4014/bis_1280112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3021" data-original-width="4014" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipGQhtgO3DkKvr1umLwhgytcMOwJs9QDbglMlxEcE_7nEQLnQxmSKzG5_4bRRP-mAXTo2M_Me_hN6ikyELsQIQrEIgm5kWOv7stYrSB1snf1khIvIy7nDp64d5RQmE_VaG4AcvxcNMOdU0N1SLs0mCYlOVxyzfLwk_S9wcHrrgeNq8WKmY_E98RVpz30E/w640-h482/bis_1280112.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTdtuu8RjTp1PZBpiN1jb2yP_wPxhLuz3p2nqIPRl3fM8KhxlMtq1a9FGJmamjy_8Wi-ewWwd1GzRFTC_NK8ZGsPvDrDLpFBjBTKbFk1VCIXC4aYXYNui6enXf-85JkuuocrDbL60I3gh3AyPjddFX2PdVsCn8IEHVKgA8-KETvBfDMxOIXK62OBApE_4/s4014/bis_1280115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3021" data-original-width="4014" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTdtuu8RjTp1PZBpiN1jb2yP_wPxhLuz3p2nqIPRl3fM8KhxlMtq1a9FGJmamjy_8Wi-ewWwd1GzRFTC_NK8ZGsPvDrDLpFBjBTKbFk1VCIXC4aYXYNui6enXf-85JkuuocrDbL60I3gh3AyPjddFX2PdVsCn8IEHVKgA8-KETvBfDMxOIXK62OBApE_4/w640-h482/bis_1280115.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;">et dans le bleu du ciel, deux hérons qui passent...</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuxJdoCifjdbjRtqZflw2HaudGYTeXVGUKt9oyLVXoJJsO_XKVDdLG3pcA4_ICrwSR6dLdIQGm1bLUH-vAtzty8BBGT1jh0IEIP_murvpCMSexRY4UIyPebv7dDPuQlpX0LUcK1lfLIdwr9t4icXcKnO0lT6soAnQzRYWfQWNXoeqkqK1L5Q9yO1vrSKY/s3410/bis_1280116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2567" data-original-width="3410" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuxJdoCifjdbjRtqZflw2HaudGYTeXVGUKt9oyLVXoJJsO_XKVDdLG3pcA4_ICrwSR6dLdIQGm1bLUH-vAtzty8BBGT1jh0IEIP_murvpCMSexRY4UIyPebv7dDPuQlpX0LUcK1lfLIdwr9t4icXcKnO0lT6soAnQzRYWfQWNXoeqkqK1L5Q9yO1vrSKY/w640-h482/bis_1280116.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>Françoisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09704980411567967555noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927762915477865310.post-31642933315082709902024-02-07T21:25:00.001+01:002024-02-07T21:25:14.308+01:00Bernard Lavilliers – On The Road Again (Métamorphose - Épisode 1)<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe frameborder="0" height="360" src="https://youtube.com/embed/-xcjq4nPKmQ?si=Bnar2QRaELgAzH_p" width="640"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cette année 2024, Bernard Lavilliers fait son retour sur scène, </div><div style="text-align: center;">accompagné par un orchestre symphonique. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Il y présentera son nouvel album : MÉTAMORPHOSE.</div><div style="text-align: center;">L'un de ses concerts aura lieu fin septembre à Saint-Étienne, je m'y rendrai.</div><div style="text-align: center;">A voir cette vidéo, je sais que je vais vivre un très beau moment. <br /><br /></div>Françoisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09704980411567967555noreply@blogger.com32tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927762915477865310.post-15774108946935045672024-01-30T18:10:00.001+01:002024-01-30T18:10:12.466+01:00La légende de l'Amaryllis<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCzJrogIOtrTzwdZqQwkEdpcudzqBDwE1Yu6bu_aVG8rBwhGetOXfz1AM4un2HkRNjGYttS58T6adBFP6Vho7ff_1aD7999w8cW9LgF3fWfwZ9_5YxJ8kz7LhixG9a8LKeuWXXoGJ870NeQqiJxWpN11N2oZomvqrgk6HV4j-MS1pcjsRUDvz_-bKxnkw/s4021/bis_1270603.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4021" data-original-width="3014" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCzJrogIOtrTzwdZqQwkEdpcudzqBDwE1Yu6bu_aVG8rBwhGetOXfz1AM4un2HkRNjGYttS58T6adBFP6Vho7ff_1aD7999w8cW9LgF3fWfwZ9_5YxJ8kz7LhixG9a8LKeuWXXoGJ870NeQqiJxWpN11N2oZomvqrgk6HV4j-MS1pcjsRUDvz_-bKxnkw/w480-h640/bis_1270603.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;">La légende veut que l'amaryllis - cette étonnante fleur rouge que nous associons maintenant aux fêtes - fut initialement une nymphe timide et réservée. Amaryllis tomba follement amoureuse d'Alteo, un berger ayant la force d'Hercule et la beauté d'Apollon, mais qui ne l'aimait pas. Espérant qu'elle réussirait à gagner son amour en lui procurant la chose qu'il désirait le plus - une fleur si unique qu'elle n'avait jamais existé auparavant dans le monde - Amaryllis demanda conseil à l'oracle de Delphes. </span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXTRAKnVvEwhuolloQZRDGQYXWWTda3bW9fbZqDrIKVLD-ZNW6ot-VhUM-z9k5Q6gbj4hMAIlUqhColxjG-AOmM0CGBIu_UaRbJnGScdXEoQDyOas5V9fdXeaUPGmS1p7zyfpYuxp1k2uqoxNm5lMRIELZBGyR_ifALpacxMQZgARmLgqsbh8T5jdIFl4/s4014/bis_1270604.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3021" data-original-width="4014" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXTRAKnVvEwhuolloQZRDGQYXWWTda3bW9fbZqDrIKVLD-ZNW6ot-VhUM-z9k5Q6gbj4hMAIlUqhColxjG-AOmM0CGBIu_UaRbJnGScdXEoQDyOas5V9fdXeaUPGmS1p7zyfpYuxp1k2uqoxNm5lMRIELZBGyR_ifALpacxMQZgARmLgqsbh8T5jdIFl4/w640-h482/bis_1270604.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyqRKFd1wLfXKzqKEP_brkQGs12btcxF8qG32fbMHb-4zWZeOSKtERLZq9jSysA8x4qXPcnco2LbnWkvIWdf0HX72o6rAa-sJaJqXtSutbulqLTHb5dqn_pkHmDMXDRkB1ZtZkcr6Y5SYzcM37NPcbt9zS85p6Xyp3Qe4F5khk5aLRmPKoKwboFBkFcoY/s4014/bis_1270612.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3021" data-original-width="4014" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyqRKFd1wLfXKzqKEP_brkQGs12btcxF8qG32fbMHb-4zWZeOSKtERLZq9jSysA8x4qXPcnco2LbnWkvIWdf0HX72o6rAa-sJaJqXtSutbulqLTHb5dqn_pkHmDMXDRkB1ZtZkcr6Y5SYzcM37NPcbt9zS85p6Xyp3Qe4F5khk5aLRmPKoKwboFBkFcoY/w640-h482/bis_1270612.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;">Suivant les instructions de l'oracle, Amaryllis se vêtit entièrement de blanc comme une jeune fille et apparut à la porte d'Alteo pendant 30 nuits, perçant à chaque fois son cœur d'une flèche d'or. Quand Alteo ouvrit enfin sa porte, il trouva devant lui une fleur d'un pourpre magnifique, jaillie du sang du cœur d'Amaryllis. Pourvue de ce mythe romantique - bien que tragique - il n'est pas étonnant que l'amaryllis symbolise aujourd'hui la fierté, la détermination et la beauté rayonnante.</span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcliEBq7L9Hkl08uopKNklL8NQXCAxFiELKEMd-16YKY8HW_HjHyrTM1P0XWyso7UdeNLbksIzfPStbhoTYzG9YGQxdkGnIp8BP2jpCZG0nSprhdYQzeRt8dqYj-o0XIWF2aNxScH8v5oGs2ZFFpx4OfH1rCLVyT6oJ-XmuJ0jkU86zB4wqfliRj_V204/s3554/bis_1270613.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2674" data-original-width="3554" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcliEBq7L9Hkl08uopKNklL8NQXCAxFiELKEMd-16YKY8HW_HjHyrTM1P0XWyso7UdeNLbksIzfPStbhoTYzG9YGQxdkGnIp8BP2jpCZG0nSprhdYQzeRt8dqYj-o0XIWF2aNxScH8v5oGs2ZFFpx4OfH1rCLVyT6oJ-XmuJ0jkU86zB4wqfliRj_V204/w640-h482/bis_1270613.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCKV6yXxbgYe7Of4ixU5YouKmCYVgnADZy0QivIsHVn_8kq_mfRBqRBMW67dN07XtN05YawIeCmn8Mt_NIFX-Uu6fHh6mUN_AkFYrZFmQZ4WybPJvN4aKK8zVBswEah7XAfqGg5o46AxfSa8K35O0H3U8Xj29mPM1RWdaOjl08QUUIZRRkedk0PRUcwsQ/s4014/bis_1270615.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3021" data-original-width="4014" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCKV6yXxbgYe7Of4ixU5YouKmCYVgnADZy0QivIsHVn_8kq_mfRBqRBMW67dN07XtN05YawIeCmn8Mt_NIFX-Uu6fHh6mUN_AkFYrZFmQZ4WybPJvN4aKK8zVBswEah7XAfqGg5o46AxfSa8K35O0H3U8Xj29mPM1RWdaOjl08QUUIZRRkedk0PRUcwsQ/w640-h482/bis_1270615.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br />Françoisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09704980411567967555noreply@blogger.com32tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927762915477865310.post-8503100483068597402024-01-26T14:03:00.003+01:002024-01-26T14:04:21.951+01:00La lune et la nuit<p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxK1J-1x36TKfOmHMDB25Ak8yJLMVjrlH8_9QzrUCnAWiLenyrlj730gxnguFAAiJ8LWxQFf8Mc5mdQhGfnvENh3OCUZVy4_WEiBpsYtDUAJMPUrqucUwMdKy2Qff55eUp5jSGeP2lk7ngLjwWGSTxJQxjRPnLC9bfSEIXTVZ86wBuz0RbLNzYyC81fxM/s2054/bis_1270542.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1545" data-original-width="2054" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxK1J-1x36TKfOmHMDB25Ak8yJLMVjrlH8_9QzrUCnAWiLenyrlj730gxnguFAAiJ8LWxQFf8Mc5mdQhGfnvENh3OCUZVy4_WEiBpsYtDUAJMPUrqucUwMdKy2Qff55eUp5jSGeP2lk7ngLjwWGSTxJQxjRPnLC9bfSEIXTVZ86wBuz0RbLNzYyC81fxM/w640-h482/bis_1270542.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Photo faite hier soir</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="color: #990000;"><br /></span></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">La lune et la nuit</span></b></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">Cette nuit-là je regardais la lune </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">Oui j'étais à ma fenêtre</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">et je la regardais</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">et puis j'ai quitté ma fenêtre </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">je me suis déshabillée</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">je me suis couchée</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">et puis alors la chambre est devenue très claire</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">la lune était entrée</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">Oui j'avais laissé la fenêtre ouverte</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">et la lune était entrée</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">Elle était là cette nuit-là dans ma chambre</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">et elle brillait</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">J'aurais pu lui parler</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">J'aurais pu la toucher</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">Mais je n'ai rien fait
je l'ai seulement regardée</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">elle paraissait calme et heureuse</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">j'avais envie de la caresser</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">mais je ne savais pas comment m'y prendre</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">Et je restais là... sans bouger</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">Elle me regardait</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">elle brillait</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">elle souriait...</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">Alors je me suis endormie </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;"><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">et quand je me suis réveillée c'était déjà le lendemain matin et... <br />il y avait seulement le soleil au-dessus des maisons.</span></b><p></p></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">Jacques Prévert</span></b></div><b><span style="color: #990000;"><br /></span></b></div>Françoisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09704980411567967555noreply@blogger.com29tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927762915477865310.post-33244989747615542512024-01-22T18:25:00.002+01:002024-01-22T18:25:57.034+01:00Kaz Hawkins - « Because you love me »<div style="text-align: center;">Très belle chanson que je découvre ce soir...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe frameborder="0" height="360" src="https://youtube.com/embed/jRMUWZ96qgg?si=Um39R3ycZesvdCbp" width="640"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Je dépose les paroles et la traduction des paroles dans la partie "commentaires".<br /><br /></div>Françoisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09704980411567967555noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927762915477865310.post-15090459836662583782024-01-12T17:24:00.003+01:002024-01-13T11:40:20.497+01:00Le LAC DES SAPINS ou le clair-obscur<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Le LAC DES SAPINS (commune de Cublize dans la Loire), en fin de journée. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Photos faites le 3 janvier 2024.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu5uYPVCtajMv6KuRuQV5wbfEeewPQYVdMu2JreKtobRJ3nYsPhFCC13FdMqf5fsxCbgS1il3pQ5BbprCcUiqfjszVK_ZdJ5fmNTDYejsjltaqNOXrXTj0zSEcqfI9EAgKPz0UIaoXZs5uRnlD0dNaqWByQyzRDoC9Sz1NBPq96e3G3mNjau1i00wsuJE/s3954/bis_1260892.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2976" data-original-width="3954" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu5uYPVCtajMv6KuRuQV5wbfEeewPQYVdMu2JreKtobRJ3nYsPhFCC13FdMqf5fsxCbgS1il3pQ5BbprCcUiqfjszVK_ZdJ5fmNTDYejsjltaqNOXrXTj0zSEcqfI9EAgKPz0UIaoXZs5uRnlD0dNaqWByQyzRDoC9Sz1NBPq96e3G3mNjau1i00wsuJE/w640-h482/bis_1260892.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4vCy1QUttBnjSodNRkHPTeaKvwWgwkq0loyfh61ZgjSLxhTx-xgQmCzdB7zd-au7UxhqQaX8hfBoZSGyqF-rpmfTUqkTReKGHYrRwzAbxBDFaT85mML4o6Mg4fR7411CpB8sJOQpXyVheJYLjsB5NOjwU6cdYnQd8uQbav8f7lMt4uv_pCirBlonIUzg/s4014/bis_1260896.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3021" data-original-width="4014" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4vCy1QUttBnjSodNRkHPTeaKvwWgwkq0loyfh61ZgjSLxhTx-xgQmCzdB7zd-au7UxhqQaX8hfBoZSGyqF-rpmfTUqkTReKGHYrRwzAbxBDFaT85mML4o6Mg4fR7411CpB8sJOQpXyVheJYLjsB5NOjwU6cdYnQd8uQbav8f7lMt4uv_pCirBlonIUzg/w640-h482/bis_1260896.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>Françoisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09704980411567967555noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927762915477865310.post-21429550391463420442024-01-01T07:00:00.001+01:002024-01-01T07:00:00.147+01:00Bonne année 2024 !<div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe frameborder="0" height="360" src="https://youtube.com/embed/nPHOVa4TMdo?si=1U1k81di1N7ilKUA" width="480"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Quatuor à cordes : Pour la cime des arbres</b><br /><br /></div>Françoisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09704980411567967555noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927762915477865310.post-69074970406126785952023-11-27T17:06:00.002+01:002023-11-27T17:06:35.207+01:00Tout est là...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Le paysage admirable, les arbres et leurs feuilles aux teintes chaudes et chatoyantes, <br />l'oiseau fidèle à son poste, le silence, la quiétude, tout est là...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwH4NOqlDjJV6ujeNwAUEj23Jf-8tKfDJLaVmxtF4gjFZOFz5M1V7LmGYm42PU1TaScAF1Y9g_FwiTy4f9ov8BecEIyu3aOr3S2eWjDUXAjYMBwllzAJLeXvLLcNoKx2plM-5i4DcMNThotRspnq_pjp_eLeqCEKp-fUYYy10mNYGqgq1ryfgK42X4QZM/s4014/bis_1260070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3021" data-original-width="4014" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwH4NOqlDjJV6ujeNwAUEj23Jf-8tKfDJLaVmxtF4gjFZOFz5M1V7LmGYm42PU1TaScAF1Y9g_FwiTy4f9ov8BecEIyu3aOr3S2eWjDUXAjYMBwllzAJLeXvLLcNoKx2plM-5i4DcMNThotRspnq_pjp_eLeqCEKp-fUYYy10mNYGqgq1ryfgK42X4QZM/w640-h482/bis_1260070.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lors d'une balade près de chez moi.</td></tr></tbody></table>Françoisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09704980411567967555noreply@blogger.com32tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927762915477865310.post-31572493635816236632023-11-19T11:45:00.003+01:002023-11-19T11:47:12.599+01:00Un partage tout doux<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Une amie m'a envoyé cette photo. <br />Je la trouve tellement jolie et pleine de douceur que j'ai envie de la partager avec vous<br />(avec l'autorisation de mon amie bien sûr)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5pMAYenBw73yoL0oS8ykkGEgKLD1pbujoRGeeg8P2ZaiohDP55_Pye1S6htPGVxGlcmupkq8-xXPnYqLLc1iSM7hXjv5S9WpmwI68aDPMy9SjHnGS-iMUOP56A1Fe94DQh8Yv_wYbeytGK9vKlmDebvG7BpdoIWqA62VpPE45p02HuigIYnPbZ7inlaA/s1603/bisWhatsApp%20Image%202023-11-18%20%C3%A0%2014.14.41_95d4358e.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="905" data-original-width="1603" height="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5pMAYenBw73yoL0oS8ykkGEgKLD1pbujoRGeeg8P2ZaiohDP55_Pye1S6htPGVxGlcmupkq8-xXPnYqLLc1iSM7hXjv5S9WpmwI68aDPMy9SjHnGS-iMUOP56A1Fe94DQh8Yv_wYbeytGK9vKlmDebvG7BpdoIWqA62VpPE45p02HuigIYnPbZ7inlaA/w640-h362/bisWhatsApp%20Image%202023-11-18%20%C3%A0%2014.14.41_95d4358e.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Passez un agréable et doux dimanche !<br /><br /></div>Françoisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09704980411567967555noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927762915477865310.post-9740659840486141512023-11-14T18:05:00.002+01:002023-11-14T18:05:41.658+01:00Un parterre de rosés des prés<div style="text-align: justify;">Dans mon pré, un parterre de rosés ! Hier, ils n'y étaient pas, et cette fin d'après-midi, quelle surprise !!! Il y en a une quantité impressionnante ! Mais il est vrai que novembre est le mois où ils sortent en abondance. <br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Demain, ils auront peut-être encore fait des petits, nous les ramasserons et les ferons sécher. Je ne savais pas que c'était possible avec ce genre de champignons, mais pourtant, ça l'est. 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margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzcd7pyV2w9pbHoVkG7vH_owvnTVUh5yMTg8xupw5tDblOvIWMcAdCiZswwb-cQ4YI8PwrOW4zHDdRyVGChNbr1algOoc-sW0n0nhrjZPOr1JiKCP4oIGaU7_mEY9dDsvKyn0ekMBhECrCfx-3-6sbGKw7uHDp4ttGsP58OyZo06cvT2zotegXIRxFbOw/s4618/20231105_162539.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2255" data-original-width="4618" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzcd7pyV2w9pbHoVkG7vH_owvnTVUh5yMTg8xupw5tDblOvIWMcAdCiZswwb-cQ4YI8PwrOW4zHDdRyVGChNbr1algOoc-sW0n0nhrjZPOr1JiKCP4oIGaU7_mEY9dDsvKyn0ekMBhECrCfx-3-6sbGKw7uHDp4ttGsP58OyZo06cvT2zotegXIRxFbOw/w640-h312/20231105_162539.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lors d'une balade tout près de chez moi.</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #38761d;">Savoir s'arrêter et contempler un paysage ordinaire et pourtant si beau...</span></b><br /><br /></div>Françoisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09704980411567967555noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927762915477865310.post-44193958976789726212023-11-04T19:09:00.002+01:002023-11-04T19:09:17.571+01:00La lumière du matin<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq0gqbTvCCTjo9e54QJb9I4SDx3q_hlHPOND_6wRLt9xes4QSdn5zLo3FwTkEwv5-YNurcm9mWxdvUqTsagXKU_vTL8QGxqOqU4ySD9szaCNjERH3GK1_jyMFNPL8vBS4zMkkaiSP20gy5EMOtUax7YrB8tBtoK40Jq4BVYoRvPXkoyLTrrnj7k0DhcPk/s3088/_1250664c.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2323" data-original-width="3088" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq0gqbTvCCTjo9e54QJb9I4SDx3q_hlHPOND_6wRLt9xes4QSdn5zLo3FwTkEwv5-YNurcm9mWxdvUqTsagXKU_vTL8QGxqOqU4ySD9szaCNjERH3GK1_jyMFNPL8vBS4zMkkaiSP20gy5EMOtUax7YrB8tBtoK40Jq4BVYoRvPXkoyLTrrnj7k0DhcPk/w640-h482/_1250664c.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b>Photo faite samedi dernier, tôt le matin. </b></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><b>« La connaissance du réel est une lumière </b><br /><b>qui projette toujours quelque part des ombres. »</b><br /><i>(Gaston Bachelard)</i><br /><br /></div>Françoisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09704980411567967555noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927762915477865310.post-57148350012015159372023-11-01T16:11:00.003+01:002023-11-01T16:11:39.333+01:00Yves JAMAIT - « De passage »<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe frameborder="0" height="360" src="https://youtube.com/embed/gAPVtzbmi6A?si=8EBZjz8Bmyn9HzQC" width="640"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Comme d'habitude, je mets les paroles de cette chanson<br />dans la partie "commentaires". <br /><br /></div>Françoisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09704980411567967555noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927762915477865310.post-85081790145459919472023-10-25T20:31:00.001+02:002023-10-25T20:31:09.408+02:00A ma porte, ou presque...<p style="text-align: center;">La pluie n'est pas loin, le soir tombe, les ombres s'allongent... </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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