Wednesday, May 28, 2008
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Thursday, May 22, 2008
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Poor Prince Consort Henrik
In 2002 I visited Denmark and this was what the Danes were laughing about.
While I was in Denmark, the Queen and her dear hubby were in France.
Last summer I was in Cahors, France and near the Chateau de Caix. It was something I wanted to see so I found the road and it was lovely, but there wasn't time to stop to see the vinyards. Sometimes they are open to tours but we hadn't checked the schedule so weren't sure if we'd be welcome. I just keep missing the Queen. Oh, well, perhaps one day.
In 2002 I visited Denmark and this was what the Danes were laughing about.
In 2002, Henrik left Denmark and went to stay at the couple's Château de Caïx in Cahors in southern France. The reason for Henrik's departure from Denmark was due to a New Year's Day reception in which his son, Crown Prince Frederik, was appointed host in the absence of Queen Margrethe. Henrik felt "pushed aside, degraded and humiliated" at the fact that he was relegated to "third place in the royal hierarchy."
"For many years I have been Denmark's number two," he said. "I've been satisfied with that role, but I don't want to be relegated to number three after so many years." Henrik "fled" Denmark to reflect on his status in the Danish Royal Family. Queen Margrethe flew to France to meet with her husband. Henrik stressed that neither his wife or son were to blame for the incident. The Prince Consort spent three weeks in Caix, and did not appear with his wife as expected at the wedding of the Dutch Willem-Alexander, Prince of Orange and Máxima Zorreguieta After three weeks, Henrik returned to Denmark and resumed his royal duties.
While I was in Denmark, the Queen and her dear hubby were in France.
Last summer I was in Cahors, France and near the Chateau de Caix. It was something I wanted to see so I found the road and it was lovely, but there wasn't time to stop to see the vinyards. Sometimes they are open to tours but we hadn't checked the schedule so weren't sure if we'd be welcome. I just keep missing the Queen. Oh, well, perhaps one day.
Monday, May 19, 2008
Hubble's Eye
This is a photograph taken by the Hubble Telescope. I fell in love with it and made it my desktop image for a few months. Doesn't it look like a giant beautiful bloodshot eye? I think it's a Nebula but can't find it in the Gallery at Hubble. There are some wonderful photos on this site. Enjoy!
This is a photograph taken by the Hubble Telescope. I fell in love with it and made it my desktop image for a few months. Doesn't it look like a giant beautiful bloodshot eye? I think it's a Nebula but can't find it in the Gallery at Hubble. There are some wonderful photos on this site. Enjoy!
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Here is a list of the world's largest lakes.
Back when I lived in New Jersey and had never been to Florida, I had no desire to go. I envisioned the Gulf of Mexico as just a very large lake and living in NJ my idea of a large lake was very limited. Our NJ lakes are lakes where you can see the shore from anywhere on the lake. I'd never been to any of the Great Lakes so my ability to gauge lake size was rather limited.
Friends who had visited Florida always came home and raved about it but the tans they returned with always had an unpleasant orange cast to them and they also complained about the bugs. Never having seen a swamp except in movies, I still had no desire to add them to my list of things to see before I die so Florida was a place I could easily pass on visiting. Then I met my future second (and last) husband and he loved Florida and went on and on about it. When the opportunity for a week off came up and he wanted to fly us there in his airplane, I accepted to please and humor him.
He was a very smart man. Before taking me to visit his Mother near Fort Lauderdale, he flew us to St. Petersburg and we drove to Clearwater and stayed at a hotel on the beach. I love the beach. I loved the Clearwater beach with it's white clean sand and the Gulf was lovely. It was as nice as, if not nicer, than the ocean. That was how Florida won me over. The trip to his Mother's house, was not so nice. Tacky homes built where the everglades once florished and the air smelled hot, steamy and unhealthy. For years that was the worse part of coming to visit Florida. The requisite visit to MOM.
Now that I've been here for almost twenty-two years, I guess I'm almost a native. This year when my friend and I did our 2nd Annual Atlantic City December trip, I think I even referred to Florida as "home".
Back when I lived in New Jersey and had never been to Florida, I had no desire to go. I envisioned the Gulf of Mexico as just a very large lake and living in NJ my idea of a large lake was very limited. Our NJ lakes are lakes where you can see the shore from anywhere on the lake. I'd never been to any of the Great Lakes so my ability to gauge lake size was rather limited.
Friends who had visited Florida always came home and raved about it but the tans they returned with always had an unpleasant orange cast to them and they also complained about the bugs. Never having seen a swamp except in movies, I still had no desire to add them to my list of things to see before I die so Florida was a place I could easily pass on visiting. Then I met my future second (and last) husband and he loved Florida and went on and on about it. When the opportunity for a week off came up and he wanted to fly us there in his airplane, I accepted to please and humor him.
He was a very smart man. Before taking me to visit his Mother near Fort Lauderdale, he flew us to St. Petersburg and we drove to Clearwater and stayed at a hotel on the beach. I love the beach. I loved the Clearwater beach with it's white clean sand and the Gulf was lovely. It was as nice as, if not nicer, than the ocean. That was how Florida won me over. The trip to his Mother's house, was not so nice. Tacky homes built where the everglades once florished and the air smelled hot, steamy and unhealthy. For years that was the worse part of coming to visit Florida. The requisite visit to MOM.
Now that I've been here for almost twenty-two years, I guess I'm almost a native. This year when my friend and I did our 2nd Annual Atlantic City December trip, I think I even referred to Florida as "home".
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Friday, May 16, 2008
Sebastien Izambard's L'ombre d'une femme
The incomparable, lovely Frenchman from Il Divo is Sebastien Izambard. He's the pop singer in the group and had composed and sung on his music cd a few years before joining Il Divo. There are also a few other songs he did that are on YouTube. I have no idea where they found them but coupling them with some great photos make them worthy of posting here so I can always find it.
The incomparable, lovely Frenchman from Il Divo is Sebastien Izambard. He's the pop singer in the group and had composed and sung on his music cd a few years before joining Il Divo. There are also a few other songs he did that are on YouTube. I have no idea where they found them but coupling them with some great photos make them worthy of posting here so I can always find it.
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