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subject more entertaining than the one dedicated to Audrey Hepburn, I leave you with this poem drawn from my personal library. Wishing you love her.
Vincent Muselli is a French poet, born in Argentan May 22, 1879, died in Paris June 28, 1956.


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Flowers

Under the gold dust that falls from the linden
lucid air flames and a canopy
Transparent where the soft light and feline
Rode around the roses, lilies and gladioli.


Flowers! Fiery dreams of the Earth! Arms
Whose azure triumph marked turf,
Your turn to insult any luxuries grasslands
And fur are the feet of our homes.


Souls of Fire! Essences of dangerous spirits!
Why can not I, defeated by your beasts powers
In the quiet zeal of a high noon vermeil



the garden reflecting the light which flows
And my shroud of silk weaving and sun
Dying in the bright caress roses!

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AUDREY HEPBURN

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I wanted to talk the actress, Audrey Hepburn, but especially the woman I always admired for her grace, class incomparable, and dedication. If

slender appearance, Audrey Hepburn was a woman strong beyond actress fascinating and unforgettable. She gave the children in developing countries disadvantaged the best of herself.
Appointed UNICEF Ambassador in 1988, Audrey Hepburn traveled to Africa, Asia and Latin America on behalf of childhood until his death in 1993.

Through his work for this organization, she used her image and interest that people carried him to draw world attention to poverty. It appeared not only to support the good cause, but also traveled in many countries in conflict to assess the situation of children. Its very sensitive
calls during his visits to Ethiopia, Somalia and Sudan can not be forgotten. Thanks Audrey
Hepburn.

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Hello all, it's been a while I have not come to you, but also to work after the Aiguille en fête, the arrival of new fabrics, I will prepare a Back with a floor of knitting wool. And yes, you read that "Wool Paprika" is born in September with the magnificent collection of Rowan Isager, HolstGarn, and much more.

As for fabrics, do not worry not, there is always something new to the program.

Here entered the new collection of whimsical, Moda and Andover.

Pictured is an overview of collection of Japanese Quilt Gate.

you soon

Christina

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GOOD SPRING EVERYONE!

Orchard


In the garden, sweet carnation and spices,
When dawn has wet bushy thyme,
And the Hornets heavy, hanging tomato,
falter, dew and sap filled,

I will come under the blue and mist floating
Drunk time of day and found alive,
My heart will rise as the cock crowing
Insatiably to sunrise.

The hot air is over the milky green
On the generous effort and careful planting,
On the bright salad and boxwood borders,
On pod which inflates and opens to a half

The plowed soil where the seeds ripen
Wave, cheerful and sweet, small waves,
happy to feel his flesh underground
The fate of the vine and wheat paddock.

nectarines scorch their leaves, glued
the wall where the sun warmly crashes;
The light will fill the narrow alleys
On whom the shadow of the flowers is like a garment .

taste hatching and things juicy
Montera wet squash and melon,
Midi will burn the grass silent
The day will be quiet long and inexhaustible.

And the house, with its slate roof,
Leaving the door open shutters and dark,
Breathing the smell of quince and raspberry
heavily scattered around the green bush ;

My heart, indifferent and gentle slope will
foliage and flexible flat beans
On that night the water settles and And winds
flows without disturbing his rest and his dream.

I am finally free of fear and bitterness
Lasse like a garden on which it rained,
Quiet as the pond that glows in the dawn and smokes,
I no longer suffer, I will not think,


I know nothing of the things of this world,
Sentences of my life and my nation, I will listen
sing in my deep soul
The harmonious peace germination.


I will not have pride, and I'm like,
In my candor and my new simplicity
the vine in my brother and my sister currant
Who are the kind of summer enjoyment ,

I'm so sensitive and attached to land
I could think to have experienced the death
And meddle, alive, based on mystery
Who feeds the plants and flowers by bodies.

And it will be very good and very fair to believe
That my eyes are so undulating like flax,
And my heart, strong and heavy, this pear is
Who slowly ripens its skin in the sun ...


Anna de Noailles

1876-1933

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OUR MARKET IS MOVING

from Sunday, April 4 , the Farmers' Market and Organic, our market "Traditions and Nature" will be held at the Centre Bourg Place du Docteur Abaut (square opposite the town hall)

exhibitors present on our market (see details and contact information in the right column):
vegetables and fruits Bio , feta cheese Organic products for the home green, clothing children, grocery Bio Bio bread and cakes, organic wine, various crafts, wildflowers and cut flowers, jewelry flowers, wooden furniture, etc ...

our association is pleased to offer you a "Corner Café Bio with coffee and tea, fruit juice and syrup to water

Sunday, April 4 is also the Sunday of the Sustainable Development Week :
ETAVIS our association will offer entertainment for the youngest, the association
Bizbiz & Co also offers to inform you about the bees but also about the danger of invasion of Asian hornets,
center Equip'passion Tabanac (33) will offer pony rides

you want to join our exhibitors or just have information, please contact us at
: 0616,305,552 0605,423,496
or for entertainment for our young people: contact Chris at 0678.054.761

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Unforgettable Coco

COCO CHANEL

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This space is still dormant. I'm just happy by adding a portrait of a lady of high fashion, Gabrielle Chanel.


I am perpetually fascinated not these people, whose talent has been built on this desire to succeed, this woman from a humble background, we proved it by becoming one that would captivate the world her name was Coco Chanel.


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A birth of the most mundane for a woman who never will.
Gabrielle Bonheur Chanel sees Saumur day, both parents are Albert Chanel and Jeanne. His mother died when Gabrielle was only 12 years. His father, a peddler, abandoned to make their fortune in America. The nuns of the Convent of the Aubazine collect, and his two sisters. It was under the roof of the Cistercian temple of silence that betrays her boredom Gabrielle in needlework. Already dressed in black, the girl confronts the austerity and loneliness
With her aunt Adrienne, his father's sister, Gabrielle becomes a shop-girl in Moulins, singer and music hall. It occurs to show the officers who nicknamed Coco because she sings, "Who has seen Coco in the Trocadero." This nickname never leave her. Admired by a horde of young boys wealthy or titled. Seduces her pretty figure Etienne Balsan, a man who introduced the world to his world.

Etienne Balsan lends his bachelor Paris Coco transforms into a workshop. She created hats, treasures sophistication against common clothing of the era. The adventure begins at the Castle Royallieu where the hats she makes for her, seduce worldly who frequent the place. Without technical training and free tools manufacturing, Coco buys forms of hats in department stores and packed before sale.

She met Arthur Edward Boy Capel, more beautiful, more brilliant than the others, he becomes her lover and her great love. The latter soon realizes that the young woman wants to use his head and his hands to gain independence, he decided to support him financially. Coco milliner 21 rue Cambon settled. She broadens its range of products. The sober suit, she wears the same year at Longchamp, creates excitement, and his couture clothing line is launched. A few years later, his success enabled him to Arthur Capel pay and become a financially independent woman. In 1919 Boy Capel dies in a car accident; Gabrielle knows now, she will be "someone's wife, not even for Boy Capel, the man who nonetheless loves her.


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Coco Chanel freed women's clothing shackles, seeking freedom of movement. One even said she did not draw his models, she assembled them on his client, to feel the body move. The "Chanel look" is always an endless source of inspiration for designers of today, and probably tomorrow.
A cubic crystal with edges marked, while a cap of sobriety and a white label in 1920 launched the star of Chanel perfume, No. 5, which will be followed by nine other darkspawn.

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Coco Chanel has no apartment or house, she lives in a suite at the Ritz. Iron woman, she worked until his death. In January 1971, at the age of 87, she died in his suite at the Ritz Hotel in Paris. The seamstress is buried in Lausanne, Switzerland.

*****

"My Life, Coco Chanel said, is history - and often the tragedy of women-only, its miseries, its size, the unequal struggle and exciting it must wage against itself, against men, against the temptations, weaknesses and dangers that arise from all sides " .

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Tracking a blog requires high availability, yet I am no longer able to ensure regular maintenance of my space and can not afford to infringe on my obligations and referred.
In this case, I have good reason to believe that this blog will disappear one day canvas.

However, for the moment it is still there, too. I will post topics less frequently, but I promise to go home when I have the opportunity to leave a trace on your pleasant topics.
I wanted to share this redesign, not that you're surprised to see me one day, suddenly fly towards new horizons.

Today I say to you: Unless
often ... but soon, in poetry to symbolize the picture sepia.

*****

A woman is love, glory and hope;

For the children she guide to man consoled

It elevates the heart and calm the pain,

As a spirit of heaven on earth exiled.

Bent by work or by destiny,

The man with his voice rising and his face brightened;

Always impatient in its travel limited,

A smile softens his heart and tames.

In this century iron glory is uncertain

Although the long wait we must resign ourselves.

But who would not, in his grace serene

beauty who gives or makes win?

Gerard de Nerval.

(1808-1855)

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Correspondence

My friend Lucia

Ludivine evolved from two years in primary school when the principal of his school had asked for volunteers to send a friendly message to the oldest, to mark the new year and extend this correspondence in a spirit of union and growth simultaneously.
Personally I found the idea rather friendly and profitable, saying that giving is receiving, and we learn from our elders and their experience, wisdom and humility beneficial to our growth.

Ludivine, naturally sensitive, had accepted the offer gladly. Thus that, by virtue of providence, it was understood that Ludivine corresponded with Lucy, a retired lady who lived in Aubusson in the Creuse. To do this, the top of his eight years, Ludivine had chosen a nice card and had applied in his writing, putting all his heart. In her post, she had joined her photo, saying it was very important that Lucy can put a face on her correspondent. Ten days later, and his greatest happiness, Ludivine received a nice response Lucia.

Time passed, Ludivine was very absorbed in her school, was no longer able to ensure monitoring this relationship.
So my correspondence with Lucia began. I took over! There followed an exchange of letters between Lucy and me who would linger sixteen years ...

Over time and letters exchanged, the trust built between us. Lucia told me his life, I recounted my own. We guess we end up through our writings. A strong and loving friendship was built between Lucy and me. We both became disciples of the same family, united by the heart. I never had the pleasure of meeting Lucy. Our exchange has stopped the day his son told me of his sudden death. Then I felt this sharp pain that occurs when a loved one leaves us.

Now when I open my mailbox, I can still see the fine writing of Lucy, the envelope with my name and address were inscribed in blue ink. Words fail me ... Lucia

I still have a splash of sweet memories down on paper, some pictures taken with a disposable camera, the delicate face of a lady who taught me that whatever happens in this world, we must continue the path and never give arm.