<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937</id><updated>2009-12-19T01:18:21.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delights of the Heart</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>373</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937.post-8387505527761596771</id><published>2009-12-18T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T06:45:32.630-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antiques'/><title type='text'>Christmas at the Aurora Colony</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyuSb_B7LWI/AAAAAAAADls/G_pZwsqDK0I/s1600-h/2009-12-07+December+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyuSb_B7LWI/AAAAAAAADls/G_pZwsqDK0I/s400/2009-12-07+December+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Aurora Colony is a 30 minute drive from Portland, Oregon.&lt;br /&gt;Each year they celebrate Christmas with an interactive walk through the history of the colony.&lt;br /&gt;Volunteers play the different parts and guide their guests through the museum by candle light.&lt;br /&gt;It had been a long time since I had visited the colony for Christmas and it was a delight recently to walk through history by candle light.&lt;br /&gt;German and Swiss emigrants, established and lived in the Aurora Colony, a Christian communal society, from 1856 to 1883.  The story they shared on this evening was the preparations for&lt;br /&gt;a wedding in the colony at Christmas time.&lt;br /&gt;The pageant was fun to visit, but just seeing the museum decorated for Christmas put me into the spirit of the holiday.&lt;br /&gt;What do you do that puts you into the spirit of the season?&lt;br /&gt;Click on the collage to see the pictures in more detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615274882068597937-8387505527761596771?l=heartsdelights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/8387505527761596771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615274882068597937&amp;postID=8387505527761596771&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/8387505527761596771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/8387505527761596771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-at-aurora-colony.html' title='Christmas at the Aurora Colony'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18251289579641073098'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyuSb_B7LWI/AAAAAAAADls/G_pZwsqDK0I/s72-c/2009-12-07+December+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937.post-7512880624526754526</id><published>2009-12-17T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T08:30:39.620-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>O Tannenbaum, O Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SypatoTN0tI/AAAAAAAADk8/aHColUuzYoI/s1600-h/December+2009+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SypatoTN0tI/AAAAAAAADk8/aHColUuzYoI/s400/December+2009+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My tree this year in the daylight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/Sypat7dK9pI/AAAAAAAADlE/MY2OrSpE1v0/s1600-h/December+2009+089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/Sypat7dK9pI/AAAAAAAADlE/MY2OrSpE1v0/s400/December+2009+089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tree in the evening light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree,&lt;br /&gt;Your branches green delight us.&lt;br /&gt;They're green when summer days are bright;&lt;span style="visibility: hidden; color: transparent;"&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're green when winter snow is white.&lt;br /&gt;O, Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree,&lt;br /&gt;Your branches green delight us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree,&lt;br /&gt;You give us so much pleasure!&lt;br /&gt;How oft at Christmas tide the sight,&lt;br /&gt;O green fir tree, gives us delight!&lt;br /&gt;O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree,&lt;br /&gt;You give us so much pleasure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas tree delights me.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing all the beautiful decorations in blogland&lt;br /&gt;has been fun; so let the holiday begin&lt;br /&gt;with great celebration.&lt;br /&gt;The teapot is sitting ready for your visit.&lt;br /&gt;A few cookies and peanut brittle are waiting.&lt;br /&gt;Come by for holiday celebrating each day over the next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615274882068597937-7512880624526754526?l=heartsdelights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/7512880624526754526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615274882068597937&amp;postID=7512880624526754526&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/7512880624526754526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/7512880624526754526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-tannenbaum-o-christmas-tree.html' title='O Tannenbaum, O Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18251289579641073098'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SypatoTN0tI/AAAAAAAADk8/aHColUuzYoI/s72-c/December+2009+023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937.post-5197361293855605297</id><published>2009-12-16T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T09:20:36.946-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>A Mad Hatter Tea Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SykTNYYbuWI/AAAAAAAADkE/BET28WMjY4M/s1600-h/Mad+Hatter+2009+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SykTNYYbuWI/AAAAAAAADkE/BET28WMjY4M/s400/Mad+Hatter+2009+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The table is ready for a Mad Hatter Tea Party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SykTNs6bPCI/AAAAAAAADkM/jW7ISLGKWpk/s1600-h/Mad+Hatter+2009+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SykTNs6bPCI/AAAAAAAADkM/jW7ISLGKWpk/s400/Mad+Hatter+2009+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why not start at the end sharing the sweets.&lt;br /&gt;There were Dormouse Cookies, Meringue Mushrooms, and Eat Me Red Velvet Cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SykTN7ng9FI/AAAAAAAADkU/DVNLDbIniO0/s1600-h/Mad+Hatter+2009+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SykTN7ng9FI/AAAAAAAADkU/DVNLDbIniO0/s400/Mad+Hatter+2009+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bread and Butterflies were served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SykTOVpiqtI/AAAAAAAADkc/fhGY-BQVApg/s1600-h/Mad+Hatter+2009+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SykTOVpiqtI/AAAAAAAADkc/fhGY-BQVApg/s400/Mad+Hatter+2009+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Rabbits Tea Sandwiches with carrots and raisins.&lt;br /&gt;The Queen of Hearts egg salad sandwiches with just a touch of chili paste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a fun tradition each year as I plan and produce Lily's Christmas Tea.&lt;br /&gt;Lily and her family started coming to my home when Lily was 4 years old and now she is 12 years old.  I think we have only missed one or two years.  It is so much fun to surprise the family with the theme each year.  This year I read Alice in Wonderland and made notes.&lt;br /&gt;Then I started planning.&lt;br /&gt;Of course we would have Orange Marmalade for the scones, this was at the original Mad Hatter Tea Party.&lt;br /&gt;Then before the party we had a game of croquet sent from the Queen of Hearts herself.  The flamingos didn't always cooperate, but in the end there were two winners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also Cheshire Cat Smile turkey sandwiches and Mushroom Caps too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tea of course said Drink Me and plenty of tea was imbibed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you would think that would be the end of it each year, but my women's group thought it sounded like so much fun.  They wanted to be included too.  So the past three years they have come the night before Lily's family comes for a trial run.  Two tea parties in one weekend, what fun!  A tea party tradition for sure for the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615274882068597937-5197361293855605297?l=heartsdelights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/5197361293855605297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615274882068597937&amp;postID=5197361293855605297&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/5197361293855605297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/5197361293855605297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/2009/12/mad-hatter-tea-party.html' title='A Mad Hatter Tea Party'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18251289579641073098'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SykTNYYbuWI/AAAAAAAADkE/BET28WMjY4M/s72-c/Mad+Hatter+2009+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937.post-2379516473038126497</id><published>2009-12-15T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T07:39:59.453-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Montserrat, Spain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyepW9mBAlI/AAAAAAAADic/r6BllxTf16g/s1600-h/IMG_8079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyepW9mBAlI/AAAAAAAADic/r6BllxTf16g/s400/IMG_8079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riding up the windy road we arrive at Montserrat on our final afternoon of traveling in Europe.&lt;br /&gt;We were hoping for a quiet time of reflection, but what we found was many tourists.&lt;br /&gt;Montserrat, the serrated mountain, is a religious pilgrimage for many people to touch the black madonna.  It has been an important site for the Catalan people for a thousand years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyepXNdNqSI/AAAAAAAADik/3jv-89xyLRg/s1600-h/IMG_8097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyepXNdNqSI/AAAAAAAADik/3jv-89xyLRg/s400/IMG_8097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inside the monastery, the black madonna sits in the alcove above the monks.&lt;br /&gt;There was such a long line, we didn't climb the stairs to see her up close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyepXVRV4tI/AAAAAAAADis/mJEUzbz9nOE/s1600-h/IMG_8115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyepXVRV4tI/AAAAAAAADis/mJEUzbz9nOE/s400/IMG_8115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My quiet time was spent here in reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyepXgdWbYI/AAAAAAAADi0/lqvVVn1g4YI/s1600-h/IMG_8144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyepXgdWbYI/AAAAAAAADi0/lqvVVn1g4YI/s400/IMG_8144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it is time to say farewell to Europe.&lt;br /&gt;It was a wonderful three weeks of travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some travel tips:&lt;br /&gt;1. Pack light, you will have to carry what you bring and buy.&lt;br /&gt;2. Take an empty bag for shopping.&lt;br /&gt;3. Plan well and be flexible if plans change.&lt;br /&gt;4. Smile and enjoy the people you meet, even if you don't speak their language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a little boy of about 3 years old on the train to Barcelona.&lt;br /&gt;He was looking out the window saying "mi casa". &lt;br /&gt;I repeated "mi casa" and his eyes lite up that I would speak his language.&lt;br /&gt;Now it is time to return to "mi casa" (my home).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615274882068597937-2379516473038126497?l=heartsdelights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/2379516473038126497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615274882068597937&amp;postID=2379516473038126497&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/2379516473038126497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/2379516473038126497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/2009/12/montserrat-spain.html' title='Montserrat, Spain'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18251289579641073098'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyepW9mBAlI/AAAAAAAADic/r6BllxTf16g/s72-c/IMG_8079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937.post-8483859241871841479</id><published>2009-12-14T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T07:24:28.582-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antiques'/><title type='text'>Enamored with Glass - part #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyZVSTGyOjI/AAAAAAAADh8/uQFNsO0i4_o/s1600-h/IMG_7155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyZVSTGyOjI/AAAAAAAADh8/uQFNsO0i4_o/s400/IMG_7155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While traveling in France I walked by this window with lovely&lt;br /&gt;glass jugs and bottles.  Thinking about being enamored with glass, I took the picture just for you.&lt;br /&gt;We have similar traits to glass:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Reflection&lt;/span&gt; - We often reflect on our faces the mood of what is happening around us.  Are we sad when we visit someone in the hospital or are we happy when we visit the carnival?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fragile &lt;/span&gt;-We can break if dropped and our hearts can be broken if hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shaping&lt;/span&gt; - Often through tough times or "going through the fire" we are shaped into what we become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Strong&lt;/span&gt; - We become stronger through the thickness of our skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Beauty&lt;/span&gt; - We are beautiful no matter the shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vessel&lt;/span&gt; - We take and hold things in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes we are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;broken&lt;/span&gt;, but we can gather the pieces together to make something new and beautiful, such as mosaics.&lt;br /&gt;What other comparisons can you think of today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615274882068597937-8483859241871841479?l=heartsdelights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/8483859241871841479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615274882068597937&amp;postID=8483859241871841479&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/8483859241871841479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/8483859241871841479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/2009/12/enamored-with-glass-part-2.html' title='Enamored with Glass - part #2'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18251289579641073098'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyZVSTGyOjI/AAAAAAAADh8/uQFNsO0i4_o/s72-c/IMG_7155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937.post-5805129873783479820</id><published>2009-12-11T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T08:08:51.958-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Pretty and Perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyJs4kAy9nI/AAAAAAAADg8/VEwoBrpxbEQ/s1600-h/December+2009+078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyJs4kAy9nI/AAAAAAAADg8/VEwoBrpxbEQ/s400/December+2009+078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever drive by a house all lite up, the windows so brights, and&lt;br /&gt;inside people going about life?&lt;br /&gt;I often wonder how is their life, it looks so perfect and so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;I want to just step inside and be included in that perfect, pretty world.&lt;br /&gt;Then I wonder are they just giving that image of perfection,&lt;br /&gt;but really have daily trials to bear.&lt;br /&gt;From the outside it looks so perfect until we touch the heart and find we are each traveling through life with our hurts, pains, and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;Take time to touch the heart of someone near you and share together in love.&lt;br /&gt;Happy holidays! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615274882068597937-5805129873783479820?l=heartsdelights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/5805129873783479820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615274882068597937&amp;postID=5805129873783479820&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/5805129873783479820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/5805129873783479820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/2009/12/pretty-and-perfect.html' title='Pretty and Perfect'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18251289579641073098'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyJs4kAy9nI/AAAAAAAADg8/VEwoBrpxbEQ/s72-c/December+2009+078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937.post-2042753737812430314</id><published>2009-12-10T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T09:35:50.942-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Strolling in Barcelona</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyEvqCzfTII/AAAAAAAADgE/TVW0J2mXZpE/s1600-h/IMG_7998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyEvqCzfTII/AAAAAAAADgE/TVW0J2mXZpE/s400/IMG_7998.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyEvqe8Ch1I/AAAAAAAADgM/aCJB_u4s7V8/s1600-h/IMG_8001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyEvqe8Ch1I/AAAAAAAADgM/aCJB_u4s7V8/s400/IMG_8001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyEvqkK0M2I/AAAAAAAADgU/xBNuDPPXnjY/s1600-h/IMG_8002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyEvqkK0M2I/AAAAAAAADgU/xBNuDPPXnjY/s400/IMG_8002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La Rambla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyEvqxu1iwI/AAAAAAAADgc/zJIHevOsw7E/s1600-h/IMG_8004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyEvqxu1iwI/AAAAAAAADgc/zJIHevOsw7E/s400/IMG_8004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our final days were spent in Barcelona.&lt;br /&gt;We had a small taste of this beautiful city last year and just had to see more.&lt;br /&gt;Paris is my favorite city, but Barcelona is a close second.&lt;br /&gt;The Gaudi architecture was the main reason we went back to Barcelona, but just experiencing strolling down the La Rambla and through the small surrounding streets was a thrill.&lt;br /&gt;The people in Barcelona definitely know how to stroll at all hours of the day and night.&lt;br /&gt;We strolled one evening to find wonderful tapas for dinner and the next night was a stroll to find paella for dinner on the water front.&lt;br /&gt;There is only one final stop before we left for home, which I will share with you next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please check out the give away below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615274882068597937-2042753737812430314?l=heartsdelights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/2042753737812430314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615274882068597937&amp;postID=2042753737812430314&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/2042753737812430314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/2042753737812430314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/2009/12/strolling-in-barcelona.html' title='Strolling in Barcelona'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18251289579641073098'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyEvqCzfTII/AAAAAAAADgE/TVW0J2mXZpE/s72-c/IMG_7998.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937.post-565852596608413505</id><published>2009-12-09T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T20:52:27.442-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marmalady&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Give Away'/><title type='text'>A Special Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyB9lnMbQcI/AAAAAAAADfk/NOkn3YI6xMg/s1600-h/Selah%27s+Gift+of+Jewels+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyB9lnMbQcI/AAAAAAAADfk/NOkn3YI6xMg/s400/Selah%27s+Gift+of+Jewels+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413464837229068738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am posting an extra time today.&lt;br /&gt;Please visit Se'Lah at the &lt;a href="http://momentarysolace.blogspot.com"&gt;Necessary Room&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a very special Marmalady's give away.&lt;br /&gt;It would be so fun if one of my readers won this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615274882068597937-565852596608413505?l=heartsdelights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/565852596608413505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615274882068597937&amp;postID=565852596608413505&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/565852596608413505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/565852596608413505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/2009/12/special-post.html' title='A Special Post'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18251289579641073098'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SyB9lnMbQcI/AAAAAAAADfk/NOkn3YI6xMg/s72-c/Selah%27s+Gift+of+Jewels+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937.post-4955907855264004007</id><published>2009-12-09T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T08:24:18.755-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Words'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Joy in a Teacup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/Sx_NbrRrFJI/AAAAAAAADec/lQICgGhvldU/s1600-h/December+2009+084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/Sx_NbrRrFJI/AAAAAAAADec/lQICgGhvldU/s400/December+2009+084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently on another blog I saw Joy in a teacup.&lt;br /&gt;I loved the concept and wanted my own picture of Joy.&lt;br /&gt;A friend gave me a Christmas cup this past summer, as she was moving and could not take everything with her.  The short friendship was a joy and I was thrilled that she would want me to treasure her teacup.  She gave me Joy.&lt;br /&gt;I also feel Joy as I wrap my hands now around the teacup&lt;br /&gt;and Joy comes tumbling out, filling me.&lt;br /&gt;What brings you Joy this Christmas season?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615274882068597937-4955907855264004007?l=heartsdelights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/4955907855264004007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615274882068597937&amp;postID=4955907855264004007&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/4955907855264004007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/4955907855264004007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/2009/12/joy-in-teacup.html' title='Joy in a Teacup'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18251289579641073098'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/Sx_NbrRrFJI/AAAAAAAADec/lQICgGhvldU/s72-c/December+2009+084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937.post-6559054412639280083</id><published>2009-12-08T08:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T08:05:07.785-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Barcelona's Gaudi</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; 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&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615274882068597937-6559054412639280083?l=heartsdelights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/6559054412639280083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615274882068597937&amp;postID=6559054412639280083&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/6559054412639280083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/6559054412639280083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='Barcelona&apos;s Gaudi'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18251289579641073098'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937.post-3818820331482228069</id><published>2009-12-07T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T08:33:17.750-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glass'/><title type='text'>Enamored with Glass</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/Sx0qF30DbxI/AAAAAAAADdw/MJH7RcXcg6Y/s1600-h/Glass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/Sx0qF30DbxI/AAAAAAAADdw/MJH7RcXcg6Y/s400/Glass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year my word was "Create".  In thinking of create I began noticing glass.  I thought it would be fun to have my next Monday series called, Enamored with Glass.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am with the first of the series, at the end there will be a give away.&lt;br /&gt;That will take place when I run out of pictures and thoughts on glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glass has a long history.&lt;br /&gt;In prehistoric times it was used as a cutting devise.&lt;br /&gt;The word glass was developed during the Roman Empire.&lt;br /&gt;Glass comes in many forms and colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way it reflects the light.&lt;br /&gt;You can see above the same glass knob photographed&lt;br /&gt;against two different colors and it looks like a totally&lt;br /&gt;different glass ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The abstract glass I made out of scraps of glass&lt;br /&gt;that fused together in the kiln became one woven together.&lt;br /&gt;It hangs in my tree outside to entertain the birds or is it entertaining me?&lt;br /&gt;I love the varied colors and the reflections of glass.&lt;br /&gt;What do you like about glass?&lt;br /&gt;Is it the beauty, the color, the function, or the way it reflects the light?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615274882068597937-3818820331482228069?l=heartsdelights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/3818820331482228069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615274882068597937&amp;postID=3818820331482228069&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/3818820331482228069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/3818820331482228069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/2009/12/enamored-with-glass.html' title='Enamored with Glass'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18251289579641073098'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/Sx0qF30DbxI/AAAAAAAADdw/MJH7RcXcg6Y/s72-c/Glass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937.post-8190739899575635028</id><published>2009-12-04T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T11:49:15.800-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Castles in France</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxljnbCXhlI/AAAAAAAADc4/NXCSGfmcTys/s1600-h/Pictures10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxljnbCXhlI/AAAAAAAADc4/NXCSGfmcTys/s400/Pictures10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While driving through the Dordogne River region we saw many castles sitting on top of cliffs and hills.  Two that were near our hotel were Josephine Baker's Chateau and Castelnaud.&lt;br /&gt;Click on the collage to see a more detailed picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The center picture was the entrance to Josephine Baker's home.&lt;br /&gt;There was a display of her costumes and it had some of her original furniture.&lt;br /&gt;Nearby was the chapel where she was married.&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to know more about this fascinating woman, visit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cmgww.com/stars/baker/"&gt;www.cmgww.com/stars/baker/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two pictures on the left were also taken of her home.&lt;br /&gt;Later in life she lost the home due to financial problems.&lt;br /&gt;Grace Kelly and others tried to help her out, but in the end she lost her home and lived until she died in Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Castelnaud was nearby and a very different feel to Josephine Baker's home.&lt;br /&gt;It was full of military armament.  You can see the catapult's in the above pictures.  The top center picture was taken from the castle looking down into the village below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the final day of pictures in France.&lt;br /&gt;Next week we will move on to the end of our trip with sights from Barcelona.&lt;br /&gt;But Monday I will be starting a new Monday series - Enamored with Glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615274882068597937-8190739899575635028?l=heartsdelights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/8190739899575635028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615274882068597937&amp;postID=8190739899575635028&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/8190739899575635028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/8190739899575635028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/2009/12/castles-in-france.html' title='Castles in France'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18251289579641073098'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxljnbCXhlI/AAAAAAAADc4/NXCSGfmcTys/s72-c/Pictures10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937.post-2725665465395944871</id><published>2009-12-03T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T19:06:58.664-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notice what you Notice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Notice What You Notice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxgtJ5_eEII/AAAAAAAADcY/fG5xtc3X82I/s1600-h/Halloween+to+Dec.+1st+2009+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxgtJ5_eEII/AAAAAAAADcY/fG5xtc3X82I/s400/Halloween+to+Dec.+1st+2009+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Notice what you notice" is something a good friend often says when speaking to groups.  I like the thought and have decided from time to time I will share with you things I have noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I have noticed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mushrooms growing at the Christmas tree farm, so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;The car behind me this morning at a stop light had a woman that was smiling.  When I looked in the drivers seat it was full of beautiful poinsettias, they just filled that whole side of the car.&lt;br /&gt;And the full moon the past two nights has been spectacular.  Have you seen it?  Again the beauty just takes my breathe away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have you noticed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615274882068597937-2725665465395944871?l=heartsdelights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/2725665465395944871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615274882068597937&amp;postID=2725665465395944871&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/2725665465395944871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/2725665465395944871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/2009/12/notice-what-you-notice.html' title='Notice What You Notice'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18251289579641073098'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxgtJ5_eEII/AAAAAAAADcY/fG5xtc3X82I/s72-c/Halloween+to+Dec.+1st+2009+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937.post-1379289191839859366</id><published>2009-12-02T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T08:08:39.204-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Caves in France</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxaLLfz3VDI/AAAAAAAADbg/qSuZIT1d5ZY/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxaLLfz3VDI/AAAAAAAADbg/qSuZIT1d5ZY/s400/image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410665031966086194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only picture I have from the inside of a cave in France.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is me in the middle with the black wind breaker on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxaIz012SAI/AAAAAAAADak/up5XeOyYWKI/s1600-h/IMG_7815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxaIz012SAI/AAAAAAAADak/up5XeOyYWKI/s400/IMG_7815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since reading Jean Auel's book, Clan of the Cave Bear, I have wanted to see the prehistoric caves in France.  This was up there close to the top of my list.  I wanted to see the cave paintings and feel what it felt to be tucked away living in a cave.&lt;br /&gt;It was dark, but it felt safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxaI0I1ImKI/AAAAAAAADas/c5mWe9c3ySM/s1600-h/IMG_7816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxaI0I1ImKI/AAAAAAAADas/c5mWe9c3ySM/s400/IMG_7816.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No one is allowed in Lascaux anymore, as the paintings are fading;&lt;br /&gt;so they built an exact replica to walk through nearby.  All we could see of the original is the forest of trees surrounding it.  I wish I could have taken pictures to show you the inside, but&lt;br /&gt;they were not allowed in either cave we visited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxaI0yvymmI/AAAAAAAADa8/AIOgiyUsJjk/s1600-h/IMG_7864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxaI0yvymmI/AAAAAAAADa8/AIOgiyUsJjk/s400/IMG_7864.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The second cave we visited was the actual cave, called Gouffre de Padirac.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the hole in the ground from above.  We traveled down many stairs and walked along a walkway and at the bottom of the cave arrived at a river.  There were small boats with boatmen to paddle us along the river under the ground to see beautiful stalactites and share some of the history with us.  Thankfully our boatman knew some English; so he did the tour in both French and English.  Even just hearing in French, it was beautiful.  Thankfully, there was an elevator to return to the top.  Whew!  That would have been some climb.&lt;br /&gt;Have any of you been fascinated by caves?  Sometimes they can be scary to enter, but these two were a joy to see and I could check one more thing off my list of sights I have dreamt of seeing.  What's on your list of sights to see?  Dream big and dreams can come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a note, if any of my travels intrigue you and you start to plan your dream come true adventure, I would love to answer any questions you might have and give you tips on planning a trip.  I had so much fun planning this trip and then seeing it actually happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615274882068597937-1379289191839859366?l=heartsdelights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/1379289191839859366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615274882068597937&amp;postID=1379289191839859366&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/1379289191839859366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/1379289191839859366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/2009/12/caves-in-france.html' title='Caves in France'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18251289579641073098'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxaLLfz3VDI/AAAAAAAADbg/qSuZIT1d5ZY/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937.post-156070216102736898</id><published>2009-12-01T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T07:51:30.457-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Tea in Aspen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxU2JwC973I/AAAAAAAADY0/wU61uhWQL-c/s1600/Halloween+to+Dec.+1st+2009+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxU2JwC973I/AAAAAAAADY0/wU61uhWQL-c/s400/Halloween+to+Dec.+1st+2009+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arriving early this morning in Aspen, the carriage picks me up at the airport&lt;br /&gt;and we travel just outside Aspen in the country to a beautiful lodge made out of logs.&lt;br /&gt;The lodge looks out on a lake with the Rockie Mountains in view.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want to leave to go for tea, but decide to enjoy a casual tea in the lodge.&lt;br /&gt;Still wearing my jeans with a red sweater and snugly boots I stroll through the lodge&lt;br /&gt;to find tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxU2KYGoU8I/AAAAAAAADY8/6eawDduf_88/s1600/Halloween+to+Dec.+1st+2009+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxU2KYGoU8I/AAAAAAAADY8/6eawDduf_88/s400/Halloween+to+Dec.+1st+2009+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The lodge is decorated in a festive celebration of color.&lt;br /&gt;Red jumps out to greet me throughout the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxU2Klc_feI/AAAAAAAADZE/Fkle364_tJw/s1600/Halloween+to+Dec.+1st+2009+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxU2Klc_feI/AAAAAAAADZE/Fkle364_tJw/s400/Halloween+to+Dec.+1st+2009+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The lights on the trees just twinkle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxU2LIP5oNI/AAAAAAAADZM/H0Q4FJde7X8/s1600/Halloween+to+Dec.+1st+2009+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxU2LIP5oNI/AAAAAAAADZM/H0Q4FJde7X8/s400/Halloween+to+Dec.+1st+2009+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea is waiting surrounded by the beauty of my surroundings here at the lodge.&lt;br /&gt;I am wrapped in love like a big woolly blanket.&lt;br /&gt;The snow is beginning to fall.&lt;br /&gt;In my cup is a lovely Christmas White Tea.&lt;br /&gt;Cookies are the perfect accompaniment to tea&lt;br /&gt;and the lodge knew that including Cherry Wink Cookies&lt;br /&gt;would be the perfect touch.  They were the cookie my&lt;br /&gt;mother use to make that were my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;At peace, sitting by the fire, watching the snow fall outside the window, and sipping a perfect cup of tea is my dream for each of you this holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;Dream of tea in Aspen, but enjoy quiet moments no matter&lt;br /&gt;if you are in your jeans, a robe, or a beautiful dress with sparkles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://goodteatoo.blogspot.com"&gt;Mr. Toast's First Annual Christmas Tea&lt;/a&gt; for more fun&lt;br /&gt;holiday tea events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615274882068597937-156070216102736898?l=heartsdelights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/156070216102736898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615274882068597937&amp;postID=156070216102736898&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/156070216102736898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/156070216102736898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/2009/12/tea-in-aspen.html' title='Tea in Aspen'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18251289579641073098'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxU2JwC973I/AAAAAAAADY0/wU61uhWQL-c/s72-c/Halloween+to+Dec.+1st+2009+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937.post-7674027697577928882</id><published>2009-11-30T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T09:28:50.020-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autumn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Country Roads</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxP8-M0zwII/AAAAAAAADXk/Vcdmn-7GeXo/s1600/Pictures9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxP8-M0zwII/AAAAAAAADXk/Vcdmn-7GeXo/s400/Pictures9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we traveled with a GPS, affectionately called Mimi Two, we still traveled many country roads in the south of France and sometimes got lost.  Just a note, I am Mimi One and my husband said he had two bossy ladies on the trip telling him what to do.&lt;br /&gt;The country roads were glorious with the beginning of autumn, leaves were just starting to turn golden.  The roads were narrow and windy, but oh so beautiful.  I just loved the pink nose of that sweet cow.  Fire wood and fence posts would be neatly stacked between the trees.&lt;br /&gt;It was walnut harvest time and everywhere we drove there were walnut trees and most often a few people collecting the walnuts under the trees.  The orchards were so neat and tidy, I was totally impressed and loved every moment of traveling the country roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double click on the collage for a closer look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a winter tea in Aspen and the beginning of the Christmas season here at Delights of the Heart.   I will still be sharing travel days interspersed with the holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615274882068597937-7674027697577928882?l=heartsdelights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/7674027697577928882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615274882068597937&amp;postID=7674027697577928882&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/7674027697577928882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/7674027697577928882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/2009/11/country-roads.html' title='Country Roads'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18251289579641073098'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SxP8-M0zwII/AAAAAAAADXk/Vcdmn-7GeXo/s72-c/Pictures9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937.post-4043963061550330843</id><published>2009-11-27T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T08:19:34.220-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tea Outdoors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Gardens in France</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/Sw_yX0Q4NGI/AAAAAAAADW0/1dLkVvx5pPU/s1600/Pictures8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/Sw_yX0Q4NGI/AAAAAAAADW0/1dLkVvx5pPU/s400/Pictures8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a Master Gardener for a husband, he wanted to visit gardens.&lt;br /&gt;Since I love gardens too, it was fun to seek them out as we traveled in France.&lt;br /&gt;The first garden we visited was the Luxembourg Gardens in Paris, which I have shared already.&lt;br /&gt;In the Dordogne River region there were some beautiful gardens.&lt;br /&gt;The first garden we visited was a water garden with many beautiful water lilies and frogs.&lt;br /&gt;Next we venture out to Les Jardins Du Manoir D'Eyrignac.&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful sculptured garden originally developed in the 17th and 18th centuries.  Being an apple lover I noticed many apple trees along our travel.  The one at this garden intrigued me because it was trimmed into a round shape and even had structured plants around it's base.&lt;br /&gt;Many of the apple orchards we saw were also kept small and covered with netting to protect the fruit from the birds.&lt;br /&gt;Then our last garden was a vegetable garden found at the Castlenaud, which I will show another day.  We were fascinated by the symmetry of the garden, pictured in the collage at the left center.&lt;br /&gt;Double click on the collage to see the picture in more detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615274882068597937-4043963061550330843?l=heartsdelights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/4043963061550330843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615274882068597937&amp;postID=4043963061550330843&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/4043963061550330843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/4043963061550330843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/2009/11/gardens-in-france.html' title='Gardens in France'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18251289579641073098'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/Sw_yX0Q4NGI/AAAAAAAADW0/1dLkVvx5pPU/s72-c/Pictures8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937.post-5674566563371481431</id><published>2009-11-26T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T07:54:56.863-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Take Delight in the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/Sw6kA7oDZOI/AAAAAAAADV8/OeBw4ilC6Q8/s1600/IMG_2668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/Sw6kA7oDZOI/AAAAAAAADV8/OeBw4ilC6Q8/s400/IMG_2668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take delight in the celebration of Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;I hope each one of you today is sharing with family&lt;br /&gt;or friends in the delights of the day, whether you eat turkey&lt;br /&gt;and pumpkin pie or you live somewhere other&lt;br /&gt;than the US.&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful day!&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615274882068597937-5674566563371481431?l=heartsdelights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/5674566563371481431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615274882068597937&amp;postID=5674566563371481431&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/5674566563371481431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/5674566563371481431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/2009/11/take-delight-in-day.html' title='Take Delight in the Day'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18251289579641073098'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/Sw6kA7oDZOI/AAAAAAAADV8/OeBw4ilC6Q8/s72-c/IMG_2668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937.post-7218799808434682521</id><published>2009-11-25T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T07:29:55.084-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Linens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Laundry and a Windmill</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/Sw1JEeHOQbI/AAAAAAAADU0/_Yfnm7pBB5w/s1600/IMG_7294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/Sw1JEeHOQbI/AAAAAAAADU0/_Yfnm7pBB5w/s400/IMG_7294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is sort of a funny thing to write about on my travel, but I was so struck by laundry on our travels in Europe.  The picture above is the laundry room at the apartment in Provence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/Sw1JEzMmpaI/AAAAAAAADU8/NBf7GQztYME/s1600/IMG_7556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/Sw1JEzMmpaI/AAAAAAAADU8/NBf7GQztYME/s400/IMG_7556.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sheets were hung to dry in the same garden we had tea in Carcassonne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/Sw1JFAkK8UI/AAAAAAAADVE/vnT_kyvmo0U/s1600/IMG_7618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/Sw1JFAkK8UI/AAAAAAAADVE/vnT_kyvmo0U/s400/IMG_7618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the laundry isn't entertaining enough, wind will help our laundry dry quicker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so amazed that for sure out of the 6 places we stayed at least 4 of them hung their sheets to dry.  Beside saving on electricity, sheets smell divine when hung to dry.&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if they were doing it for the green effect, saving money, or that is just the way it is done.  Since I have been trying to hang my sheets this year to save one load on the dryer, this really caught my heart to see sheets blowing in the breeze or in a basement laundry room.&lt;br /&gt;Even the 45 room hotel in Barcelona had a laundry room with the sheets hanging to dry.  Now if that isn't dedication?  I sat one day watching the bedding be sent through a window into a cart and then wheeled to the basement.  When I peeked there were sheets hanging everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traveling even in the cities there was often a few pieces of laundry hanging outside a small balcony or just out the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we have come to expect to use our home dryers too often, we feel entitled.  This is my little band wagon for helping to conserve and help with the green effect.  If we hung just one load of laundry a week either outside, a small line set up in our basement or garage, or a laundry rack, we could do a little to contribute and have the reward of divine smelling sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615274882068597937-7218799808434682521?l=heartsdelights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/7218799808434682521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615274882068597937&amp;postID=7218799808434682521&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/7218799808434682521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/7218799808434682521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/2009/11/laundry-and-windmill.html' title='Laundry and a Windmill'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18251289579641073098'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/Sw1JEeHOQbI/AAAAAAAADU0/_Yfnm7pBB5w/s72-c/IMG_7294.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937.post-4403716589271438560</id><published>2009-11-24T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T11:27:30.167-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Food in France</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwwxM3qH9EI/AAAAAAAADUU/E0oCeKKiPhQ/s1600/Pictures7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwwxM3qH9EI/AAAAAAAADUU/E0oCeKKiPhQ/s400/Pictures7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several of you were curious about the food in France when I mentioned the good food in the Dordogne River region.  It was interesting to us that each region in France had it's specialty.&lt;br /&gt;In Provence there was a lot of egg plant and olive oil.&lt;br /&gt;In Carcassonne it was Cassoulet.&lt;br /&gt;In the Dordogne River region it was duck and goose pate.&lt;br /&gt;And everywhere for breakfast was croissants and baguettes.&lt;br /&gt;Then when we traveled on to Barcelona it was tapas and paella.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder my cholesterol sky rocketed right after returning home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the collage you will see sliced baked potato on a lovely beef steak, lamb over a spinach casserole, cheese souffle with mushrooms, paella, and oysters with pate.&lt;br /&gt;The food was amazing as we traveled through France.&lt;br /&gt;Double click on the collage to get a closer look, but beware you might get hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615274882068597937-4403716589271438560?l=heartsdelights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/4403716589271438560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615274882068597937&amp;postID=4403716589271438560&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/4403716589271438560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/4403716589271438560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/2009/11/food-in-france.html' title='Food in France'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18251289579641073098'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwwxM3qH9EI/AAAAAAAADUU/E0oCeKKiPhQ/s72-c/Pictures7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937.post-8850184194879659732</id><published>2009-11-23T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T09:24:06.640-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Dordogne River</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;Leaving Carcassonne, we drive to the Dordogne River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwrBYV4U7CI/AAAAAAAADTA/SB1-1hsLnQs/s1600/IMG_7659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwrBYV4U7CI/AAAAAAAADTA/SB1-1hsLnQs/s400/IMG_7659.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A peek from our window at the Dordogne River.&lt;br /&gt;I actually could sit by the window and see fish jump in the river,&lt;br /&gt;boats float by, bird's walking along the shore, and people strolling by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwrBYjf5aoI/AAAAAAAADTI/-cnZLR-Q90I/s1600/IMG_7660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwrBYjf5aoI/AAAAAAAADTI/-cnZLR-Q90I/s400/IMG_7660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As we drove to the Dordogne River and turned to view the small village we would be staying in, it took our breathe away.  Simply beautiful!  Our hotel is the one with the brownish red shutters.&lt;br /&gt;There were once cave dwellings in the hill side just above the village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwrBY1wwBwI/AAAAAAAADTQ/1QsE6cxvmT0/s1600/IMG_7661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwrBY1wwBwI/AAAAAAAADTQ/1QsE6cxvmT0/s400/IMG_7661.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The village of La Roque-Gageac.  Don't ask me to pronounce it, I never did get it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwrBZHE6TbI/AAAAAAAADTY/LvTTf9bCLY0/s1600/IMG_7668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwrBZHE6TbI/AAAAAAAADTY/LvTTf9bCLY0/s400/IMG_7668.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This region of France had many castles, chateaux, and caves, plus beautiful gardens.&lt;br /&gt;We crammed as many sights as possible into our itinerary, then returned to our hotel at night for the most wonderful meals of the trip.  We felt like we were in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Such beauty and just outside our window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615274882068597937-8850184194879659732?l=heartsdelights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/8850184194879659732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615274882068597937&amp;postID=8850184194879659732&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/8850184194879659732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/8850184194879659732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/2009/11/dordogne-river.html' title='Dordogne River'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18251289579641073098'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwrBYV4U7CI/AAAAAAAADTA/SB1-1hsLnQs/s72-c/IMG_7659.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937.post-3397801706435120784</id><published>2009-11-20T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T09:24:38.146-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Tea in Carcassonne</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwbMsI4BOwI/AAAAAAAADSI/m3MSCsJTNU4/s1600/IMG_7523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwbMsI4BOwI/AAAAAAAADSI/m3MSCsJTNU4/s400/IMG_7523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The' a' la Cite'.&lt;br /&gt;Always keeping my eye out for tea shops, we found this sweet little teashop in Carcassonne.&lt;br /&gt;The owner is standing in the doorway.  He loved sharing his tea with me and gave me several tastings.  He sold Dammann teas exclusively, which is a very old French tea company.&lt;br /&gt;I find their teas very smooth and flavorful.  They are known for flavored teas, but did have a few unflavored teas also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwbMsiN-u_I/AAAAAAAADSQ/WouXgXfWISM/s1600/IMG_7524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwbMsiN-u_I/AAAAAAAADSQ/WouXgXfWISM/s400/IMG_7524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There were only two tables in the back of the shop just for sitting and sipping tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwbMs-eyiLI/AAAAAAAADSY/maprXBqlr9E/s1600/IMG_7526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwbMs-eyiLI/AAAAAAAADSY/maprXBqlr9E/s400/IMG_7526.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought for the tea lovers that visit me, you might like to see a peek at the shelves.&lt;br /&gt;I ended up bringing home three teas from this shop, which I am very much enjoying.&lt;br /&gt;Right now I have been sipping Oolong Hazelnut tea.  I have also been enjoying Luxembourg Oolong tea, which has roses in it.  I am saving the Christmas White tea for December; so I will share in December how that one tastes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwbMtC4t_eI/AAAAAAAADSg/qUvgprjy3bE/s1600/IMG_7528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwbMtC4t_eI/AAAAAAAADSg/qUvgprjy3bE/s400/IMG_7528.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now just a little "eye candy".&lt;br /&gt;We walked by this shop many times and the colors always jumped out at me until I had to take a picture.  There was all varieties of candies and cookies stacked in beautiful, neat piles.  They were so beautiful you couldn't help but want to buy something here.  I brought home pretty little pink, strawberry lollypops to give at the birthday tea party I did after returning home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will leave Carcassonne next week and continue traveling as we finish the travel tour to Dordogne River and then onto Barcelona.  I hope you are enjoying the travels along with me.  It definitely was a dream come true trip for me and one I enjoyed planning for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615274882068597937-3397801706435120784?l=heartsdelights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/3397801706435120784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615274882068597937&amp;postID=3397801706435120784&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/3397801706435120784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/3397801706435120784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/2009/11/tea-in-carcassonne.html' title='Tea in Carcassonne'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18251289579641073098'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwbMsI4BOwI/AAAAAAAADSI/m3MSCsJTNU4/s72-c/IMG_7523.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937.post-2939167008657682269</id><published>2009-11-19T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T07:43:47.087-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Chateaux of Lastours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwVlGk8mhrI/AAAAAAAADQ4/hNAv9uF7bVA/s1600/IMG_7583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwVlGk8mhrI/AAAAAAAADQ4/hNAv9uF7bVA/s400/IMG_7583.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With the extra unplanned day in Carccasonne we ventured out into the surrounding country side.  Approaching Lastours we see a castle on the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwVlHI4Vi5I/AAAAAAAADRA/9lNanMZ0ruk/s1600/IMG_7585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwVlHI4Vi5I/AAAAAAAADRA/9lNanMZ0ruk/s400/IMG_7585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are four castles as seen from the belvedere viewpoint.&lt;br /&gt;The castles are from the 11th century and were built by a father for his four sons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwVlHhzr2II/AAAAAAAADRI/mHiI-GHji8Y/s1600/IMG_7593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwVlHhzr2II/AAAAAAAADRI/mHiI-GHji8Y/s400/IMG_7593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was beautiful warm day and we felt we were up for the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;So up the hill we climbed.  Walking past the spires of cyprus trees, climbing stone steps, and walking through a stone tunnel passage way we arrived at the top of the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwVlH1GV4kI/AAAAAAAADRQ/GTCCtwYXPp4/s1600/IMG_7607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwVlH1GV4kI/AAAAAAAADRQ/GTCCtwYXPp4/s400/IMG_7607.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stepping into the shells of these castles felt like stepping back in time.&lt;br /&gt;I could picture the men in their military garb and the ladies in their dresses. I could imagine lute music playing and food cooking in the ovens.&lt;br /&gt;What a spectacular view and touch with a time long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615274882068597937-2939167008657682269?l=heartsdelights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/2939167008657682269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615274882068597937&amp;postID=2939167008657682269&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/2939167008657682269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/2939167008657682269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/2009/11/chateaux-of-lastours.html' title='Chateaux of Lastours'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18251289579641073098'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwVlGk8mhrI/AAAAAAAADQ4/hNAv9uF7bVA/s72-c/IMG_7583.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937.post-7661304364545885008</id><published>2009-11-18T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T05:56:42.171-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Dancing in the Street</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwP662l0LdI/AAAAAAAADQA/MnoRGq2H30A/s1600/IMG_7559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwP662l0LdI/AAAAAAAADQA/MnoRGq2H30A/s400/IMG_7559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was the first Sunday in October and their was music coming through the window in our B&amp;amp;B room as we were resting.  It sounded like a band was playing outside.&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed my camera and we ran to the sound of the band.&lt;br /&gt;And there was dancing in the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwP67J5bHHI/AAAAAAAADQI/6WvMsxA27FY/s1600/IMG_7569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwP67J5bHHI/AAAAAAAADQI/6WvMsxA27FY/s400/IMG_7569.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People in costumes.&lt;br /&gt;An angel on her papa's shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwP67bEiZgI/AAAAAAAADQQ/XZ8JogKhsXc/s1600/IMG_7573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwP67bEiZgI/AAAAAAAADQQ/XZ8JogKhsXc/s400/IMG_7573.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And more dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwP67vlQFWI/AAAAAAAADQY/1BpJaWa7UDg/s1600/IMG_7574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwP67vlQFWI/AAAAAAAADQY/1BpJaWa7UDg/s400/IMG_7574.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was even a donkey.&lt;br /&gt;There were people laughing, dancing, and enjoying life.&lt;br /&gt;I took their pictures not knowing what the celebration was.&lt;br /&gt;We thought it happened every Sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returning to our B&amp;amp;B in Carcassonne we asked our hostess about the festivities.&lt;br /&gt;On the first Sunday in October anyone that was born within the cite' walls celebrates and dances in the streets.  They dress in costumes.  The last bride and groom to marry within the cite' walls ride the donkey.  The bride wasn't there this year, but the groom was on the donkey.&lt;br /&gt;It was another serendipity not planned, but so enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615274882068597937-7661304364545885008?l=heartsdelights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/7661304364545885008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615274882068597937&amp;postID=7661304364545885008&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/7661304364545885008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/7661304364545885008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/2009/11/dancing-in-street.html' title='Dancing in the Street'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18251289579641073098'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwP662l0LdI/AAAAAAAADQA/MnoRGq2H30A/s72-c/IMG_7559.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1615274882068597937.post-42914123797217688</id><published>2009-11-17T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T08:34:30.733-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>The Walled Cite of Carcassonne</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwLMsKS24UI/AAAAAAAADPg/4U0obsZn0gU/s1600/Pictures6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwLMsKS24UI/AAAAAAAADPg/4U0obsZn0gU/s400/Pictures6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on collage to see the details in the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carcassonne, a beautiful medieval city from the 13th century was full of towers, turrets, and cobblestone alleys.  We stayed at a lovely, small B&amp;amp;B within the city walls.  Staying within the walls for three nights gave us the pleasure of experiencing the days and evenings walking the most amazing cobblestone streets and viewing the sights of the bustling shops and history around every corner.  The old part of Carcassonne is referred to as The Cite'.  It is surrounded by a wall and mote, just like we have all read in history books.  The Cite' has had a wide history of military attacks and has been rebuilt after being destroyed by fire.  It was like stepping into a dream and feeling a small bit of what it would have felt to live in a different time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1615274882068597937-42914123797217688?l=heartsdelights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/feeds/42914123797217688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1615274882068597937&amp;postID=42914123797217688&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/42914123797217688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1615274882068597937/posts/default/42914123797217688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/2009/11/walled-cite-of-carcassonne.html' title='The Walled Cite of Carcassonne'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13115440271615593122</uri><email>marilyntea@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18251289579641073098'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vY53zchMjAg/SwLMsKS24UI/AAAAAAAADPg/4U0obsZn0gU/s72-c/Pictures6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry></feed>