tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84814181438751757022024-03-05T19:10:36.328+01:00héron + hiboulife.love.baby.abroad.Mills (héron + hibou)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348678643830417874noreply@blogger.comBlogger117125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8481418143875175702.post-38663486977718718062014-03-08T23:39:00.000+01:002014-03-09T11:54:17.819+01:00thinking of warmer climes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Let's go back and walk the 187 uneven steps of the King Aragon staircase...</div>
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and get lost among the granite fields after a day under the Corsican sun...<br />
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or after, wind our way to hidden lagoons and catch the lingering rays before the sun disappears into the sea. We could take a dip soon, don't you think? Once the water is warm...</div>
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Please accept our happiest Christmas wishes! May your holiday be merry and bright.<br />
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Sending much love from our little family to you and yours!<br />
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We went up to the Lac Vert, (Green lake)just beyond the Plateau d'Assy ski area, a couple weeks ago after the first snow. It seemed to mirror my feelings of being caught between two seasons. The autumn leaves held on tight, still peeking out from underneath the weighty snow. And the magnetic pull of winter set in, while the Mont-Blanc showed off its new coat of white just beyond the trees.<br />
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It was one of those magical weekends that I didn't want to end.<br />
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Then again, who ever really does want the weekend to end? But at least since it feels like the week days seem to have sped up a notch again, the weekend is never all that far away. <br />
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So, back to our blissful time out and about in the snow and the sun... after a walk around the lake, we had eclairs as an afternoon snack while we watched the parasailers take off across the valley.<br />
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Until then, take care!Mills (héron + hibou)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348678643830417874noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8481418143875175702.post-74235694196915741452013-11-24T08:26:00.000+01:002013-11-24T10:23:46.603+01:00a stop over in Annecy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Can't you just feel the gentle autumn sunshine in this picture? It was snapped while strolling leisurely though the old town in Annecy a month or so ago. Time just seems to move at warp speed these days. We've since traded brisk autumn weather for artic winter cold and although the snow arrived seemingly early, it feels like it's time to hibernate with the ever shorter, dark days of winter. Here's to soaking up the sunshine wherever we can!</div>
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<br />Mills (héron + hibou)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348678643830417874noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8481418143875175702.post-81050248327872205342013-09-29T15:59:00.000+02:002013-09-29T21:10:48.146+02:00inspiration everywhere<br />
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What is it about autumn? So lovely and fleeting that makes it feel imperative to enjoy each moment that comes. The vibrant hues of fall have slowly started to amplify across the hills and mountains. The first rogue leaves have begun to flutter across the road on my way to work. And week-ends are filled with time outdoors a little too hot underneath a thick sweater but no longer warm enough to be without it...<br />
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I've been feeling so lucky in this season of our lives. Félix has finished his Masters program and Clover started school. Work is crazy. But I'm starting to be able to catch my breath every now and then. The days and weeks are flying by so fast that it feels even more essential to enjoy these sweet moments when they come about...<br />
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We stopped at to the <i>Barrage d'Emosson</i> the other weekend on our way to meet up with friends. The Emosson dam is past Chamonix just over the border into Switzerland. <br />
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We didn't make the hike to see the dinosaur tracks but we marveled at the dam's engineering nestled in among the peaks...<br />
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Really, all the perfect components of a fall outing.<br />
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Hope you are finding many beautiful and fleeting moments to enjoy this season.<br />
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Hello! I certainly didn't mean to go so long without a word here. I went back to work in April and the world has moved at hyperspeed ever since. It's a challenge but a new chapter that I am enjoying immensely.<br />
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The other weekend, I ran my first trail race. We started in the village and then ran up and flailed down the super steep paths all around the valley. It was a lot of fun and pretty challenging. A12km race by teams of two was the perfect initiation into the excitement and adrenaline of trail races. I had a delightful friend as my trail-running partner. We had great encouragement from Félix and Clover and our friends. Such a fun surprise to come down through a trail and see everyone cheering. It lifted our spirits every time. <br />
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During the course, I had decided that I was most definitely not going to ever run a trail race ever, ever again. Those hills were killer but, once we crossed the finish line and joined the festive post-race ambiance, that feeling was quickly forgotten.<br />
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After an early morning phone call with my mom I am thinking of sunny, winter days on the beach in Washington. And even though land and sea separate us it feels almost like we live right next door to one another. Talking with her is so restorative. Our catch up sessions never fail to right a balance and buoy my spirits. </div>
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In our tiny village people know each other very well and in most cases are pretty supportive of one another. Last winter our community was tightly-knit for another reason, Street Art! Specifically, yarn-bombing!<br />
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Our town was warmly bundled up against the cold. All throughout the village stitches upon stitches brought a touch of warmth and color. Even one of the gondolas at the ski area got the wooly treatment. This year, they are yarn-bombing the forest (near where I like to take <a href="http://heronandhibou.blogspot.fr/2013/01/why-you-should-go.html">my walks</a>) in the cross country ski area, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=DOXg7Tuy4PY">here's the commercial</a> that runs on the reader board in the square, inciting people to get their needles and yarn ready for this <a href="http://www.lescontamines.com/laine-knit.html">year's project</a>. Do you knit? </div>
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After reading through some of the archives the other day, I see that I repeat a lot of the same themes. Two things I mention often are appreciating the changing seasons and how much I love coffee. It's true that sometimes I look forward to the next morning mainly because it means another opportunity for my ritual café au lait...or two. And yes, I openly admit addiction but, now there is another reason to happily greet the first rays of the day aside from my latte. It's because the birds are back and chirping again. Such a joyful tune to hear! Their sweet song is made all the more amazing by their prolonged absence during the winter. <br />
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In honor of their return, here is the best of the web-- all things avian.<br />
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1. <a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2171374/Dapper-bird-sports-striking-handlebar-moustache-reminiscent-Dalis-distinctive-facial-hair.html">Birds with mustaches</a>, no. really. They have mustaches and they aren't trying to be ironic. It's called an Inca Tern. Handlebar mustaches have never been so wonderful.<br />
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2. <a href="http://vimeo.com/58291553">This Bird Ballet video</a> is beautiful --so beautiful you get completely lost in the movement, the music, the sunset and shadows. A must see! <span style="font-size: x-small;">( via <a href="http://blackeiffel.blogspot.fr/">Black Eiffel</a> )</span><br />
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3. <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tPKFT_t2rL0">This clip of the finest bird song of 1890</a>. Yes, 1890! It's amazingly realistic. Created by Bontems, <span style="background-color: white;">a noted Parisian specialist, maker of automaton singing birds. Genius! <span style="font-size: x-small;">(via <a href="http://evencleveland.blogspot.fr/">Even Cleveland</a>)</span></span></span><br />
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4. A fun <a href="http://babyccinokids.com/blog/2013/01/24/dont-forget-the-birds/">DIY Bird Feeder</a> to make with kids. Easy and entertaining for all.<br />
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5. My glittering <i>hibou</i> above is from this <a href="http://heronandhibou.blogspot.fr/2013/02/on-building-bridges.html">outing</a>. I found it at the adorable shop, <a href="http://www.sweetbeebyrachael.com/index.html">Sweet Bee</a>, if you are ever in the area, it's well-curated and worth a browse.<br />
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As always, these aren't sponsored links, just fun things I wanted to share. Happy clicking!Mills (héron + hibou)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348678643830417874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8481418143875175702.post-29757794500255556392013-03-01T18:08:00.000+01:002013-03-04T14:01:40.224+01:00let's march<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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We've made it to March! Nevermind that there are still big piles of old snow all over the place. Forget about the fact that it is still -6°C in the mornings here. Details! Minor details! </div>
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What are you looking forward to this month? I'm excited to hang up the month of March on my calendar. It's <a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/116093142/beerfood-2013-calendar">beer + food pairings</a> and anytime I want pizza this month it somehow seems justified. </div>
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I got it from a calendar swap I did with <a href="http://www.iamagreedygirl.com/2012/10/its-that-time-again-2013-calendar-swap.html">Greedy Girl</a>. I was matched up for the swap with this <a href="http://airstreamdiva.blogspot.fr/">girl</a> and I have to say, I love her taste in calendars. </div>
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When Clover and I were back in the States, we took a sunny stroll with my mom along the Antique Row in Snohomish. Well, I should say my mom wrangled Clover while I popped into a couple cute shops. Just before we headed back to give the little guy his nap, we were treated to the most lovely view of the river.<br />
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Some days home is here in France. Some days it's still back in the States. I suppose it is all the places I carry in my heart. They are numerous and it's not necessarily due to the length of stay at a certain address. I've been surprised to learn that like most things, a sense of place, of belonging, is ever-changing and it's a lot more encompassing than just one's residence.Mills (héron + hibou)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348678643830417874noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8481418143875175702.post-13018027840982337412013-02-08T10:34:00.000+01:002013-02-09T11:42:05.344+01:00what the world needs<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Today, the world needed me to go and ski with two, wonderful girlfriends. I would like to thank the world for being so thoughtful and generous, especially for offering a bluebird day with 60 centimeters of freshly fallen snow and bright sunshine. </div>
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Have a great weekend! And if you feel like sharing, I would love to know -- what makes you come alive? </div>
<br />Mills (héron + hibou)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348678643830417874noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8481418143875175702.post-38562932993448190202013-02-01T15:49:00.003+01:002013-02-04T16:14:00.568+01:00weekend survival with rocks, brooms and maps<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8huZwUU4hpCBU48xUkZz_Auk4tv8LgaljNXO7bKsJoPGh0sM7hiIbDkVA4OGGId354MxuUOrnmJaW7poMaG98yaEhzuLFx7DhG3uf6wIgIGor-imKmm-Oh-mMBbv2n1aZsMRL_Lg-EJA/s1600/hh-firstday-season.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8huZwUU4hpCBU48xUkZz_Auk4tv8LgaljNXO7bKsJoPGh0sM7hiIbDkVA4OGGId354MxuUOrnmJaW7poMaG98yaEhzuLFx7DhG3uf6wIgIGor-imKmm-Oh-mMBbv2n1aZsMRL_Lg-EJA/s1600/hh-firstday-season.jpg" /></a><br />
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Here's to a beautiful weekend. I never get tired of this view, a snowy Mont Blanc from a Saint Gervais vantage point.<br />
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I learned a new joke about an obscure winter sport. Want to hear it?<br />
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How do you keep bacon from curling? You take away their tiny, little brooms.<br />
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Cute, don't you think? If you are as unfamiliar to the sport of curling as I am, then you might enjoy my write up of the international curling competition in Les Contamines. Read it <a href="http://bit.ly/11RgSvd">here</a>. You don't have to like the sport, you just hopefully have to like my pictures.<br />
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If you were bummed to arrive at the end of 30 Rock, <a href="http://www.vulture.com/2013/01/nine-classic-30-rock-jokes-as-infographics.html">here</a> is an awesome infographic of nine classic jokes from the hilarious television series.<br />
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And the third thing I want to tell you about is an <a href="http://www.skillshare.com/Map-Design-Learn-to-Communicate-Places-Beautifully/1003892661/812423379?refId=8453787">online map-making class</a> taught by the lovely Anne Ditmeyer from <a href="http://www.pret-a-voyager.com/">Prêt à Voyager</a>. I'm already registered, come join the fun and take it with me!<br />
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What would you make a map of?<br />
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This is a personal reminder to go ahead and get out there. Just take the first step, you'll feel so much better once you do.<br />
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Dressed for it or not. Just go. Should you misplace your gloves, pockets will work nicely for keeping you hands warm.<br />
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Because once you go, you'll find that your energy is abundant and your smile cannot be contained.<br />
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<br />Mills (héron + hibou)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348678643830417874noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8481418143875175702.post-19956790293182076222013-01-22T15:32:00.002+01:002013-02-05T10:27:31.043+01:00my run-in with a yeti<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Do yeti exist? Is that why all these people are cheering?<br />
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I don't claim to be a girl that has all the answers but you'll be informed on the above questions in my most recent article for the Les Contamines webzine. Read it in <a href="http://bit.ly/Xw5Dl1">french</a> or in <a href="http://bit.ly/UPyTF4">english</a>, if you like.Mills (héron + hibou)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348678643830417874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8481418143875175702.post-9209349951500313972013-01-19T09:00:00.001+01:002013-01-20T15:47:53.676+01:00doughnuts: an introduction<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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On our recent trip back to the States, I introduced Clover to the sprinkle doughnut. He perfected his eating technique within minutes --which is to gobble up the icing and sprinkles and pass off the rest of the doughnut to someone else.<br />
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Once finished, he looks around to make sure he can't help anyone finish their stray sprinkles or tasty frosting. You know, in case a person just couldn't entirely manage that difficult task on their own.<br />
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I admit this introduction came about for a selfish reason; I was craving a doughnut. My favorite is the buttermilk bar or the classic old-fashioned. But in the face of fried dough and sugar, there is really quite little I would refuse. Some might call that gluttonous. I prefer the term easy-to-please.<br />
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<br />Mills (héron + hibou)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348678643830417874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8481418143875175702.post-51990118892953910772013-01-06T06:19:00.003+01:002013-01-08T04:06:14.519+01:00To begin again<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The start of a new year feels full of promise. Light, bright and exciting. Let's hope 2013 holds much adventure, prosperity and goodness.<br />
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<br />Mills (héron + hibou)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348678643830417874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8481418143875175702.post-43235553249373470152012-12-18T15:29:00.000+01:002012-12-18T15:45:48.955+01:00Discover a Secret Recipe for a Local Specialty<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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My first article as a web ambassador just posted on the Les Contamines <a href="http://bit.ly/XEp4ss">webzine</a>. I'm dishing on one of my favorite winter staples, <i>farcement</i>, and sharing a secret recipe for this tasty, regional specialty. Each valley in the region and nearly every family in our village has their own adaptation of this homely but delicious dish. Hope you find it tasty, too! <br />
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You can read either the <a href="http://bit.ly/V4Rjm8">french version</a> or the <a href="http://bit.ly/XEeQZ4">english version</a>. Bon appétit!<br />
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Also, special thanks to my good friend, Aurore, for sharing her lovely kitchen and to Jeff for giving me a lesson on how to make his secret recipe. And of course to Félix, too, for his enthusiasm over the resulting repast. It's no wonder he's my favorite person to cook for.Mills (héron + hibou)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348678643830417874noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8481418143875175702.post-84248760467176257032012-12-09T17:02:00.000+01:002012-12-09T17:04:22.950+01:00a snowy snapshot<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Mills (héron + hibou)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348678643830417874noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8481418143875175702.post-26589392729607431092012-12-04T17:24:00.000+01:002013-01-26T16:25:08.949+01:00Where you may find yourself<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Recently, I was selected to participate in a new communication campaign over the coming year. It's put together by the Tourism Office for our <a href="http://bit.ly/SDOVlw">village</a>. My new, official title is Web Ambassador. I am thrilled to be able to share some of what I love about where we live with an even broader audience. It's my hope that wherever you may be in the world that my words transport you here.<br />
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The program is being headed by <a href="http://www.switchconsulting.fr/">Switch</a>, a digital design company that I've heard lots of good things about. At an introductory half-day session, I got to meet my other fellow ambassadors. There are eight of us in all and everyone has something wonderful to offer. Some live in the area; some don't. It's a neat group, a nice mix of perspectives and interests with a common passion for our little village nestled high up in the Alps.<br />
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My first article to kick-off the series will appear in a couple weeks. You can meet my fellow web ambassadors and read more about the program <a href="http://bit.ly/T9oVvs">here</a>, if you like.Mills (héron + hibou)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348678643830417874noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8481418143875175702.post-25847104829239469492012-11-22T19:30:00.000+01:002012-11-22T19:30:01.223+01:00Happy Thanksgiving!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Since it's the Thanksgiving holiday in the states, we're doing our part as 'Mericans to celebrate over here, too. Our <i>poulet rôti </i>(rotisserie chicken) from my favorite stall at the market smells delicious and is ready as a stand-in for the traditional turkey. Side dishes are prepped. Glasses are filled and the fire is crackling.<br />
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We'll be going around the table saying reasons why we are thankful. They are numerous. We have amazing friends and family. We have our health. We are surrounded by love. We have much and I am thankful that we have the ability to appreciate all that we have instead of focusing the opposite. It's a skill that we hone here at the hibou+heron household and I am so glad that we do. It makes our existence so much richer. I am thankful for a wonderful husband. I am grateful for our beautiful, little boy and the wonder and joy he's brought into our lives.<br />
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I'm thankful that you read what I write and that it's enough to keep you coming back again. Your support and readership mean so much. Thank you for that.<br />
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Wishing you a Happy Thanksgiving or, if you don't observe the holiday, just a really great Thursday!<br />
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<br />Mills (héron + hibou)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348678643830417874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8481418143875175702.post-51252019340699080632012-11-19T11:26:00.002+01:002012-12-13T13:39:55.655+01:00thinking about holiday travel<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Will you be up in the friendly skies or out on the roads this holiday season? Clover and I will be heading to Seattle. It's been years since I spent Christmas with my side of the family. I am ecstatic, just buzzing with anticipation and I find it hard to concentrate on much else than thinking about our trip next month. </div>
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It will just be Clover and me. Félix will be working hard and studying harder amidst the holiday fêtes over here. Needless to say my <a href="http://bit.ly/XV0uIb">fear of flying</a> still stands, especially since this time I'll be doing it solo. However, my trepidation has done nothing to overshadow the utter excitement for our stay in the states. </div>
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Today, you can find me blogging at <a href="http://bit.ly/PWaHAN">Little Village Life</a> on Angloinfo. I'm talking about November 11th and an image that changed my view of World War II. <br /><br />I hope you will visit me <a href="http://bit.ly/PWaHAN">there</a>!Mills (héron + hibou)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348678643830417874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8481418143875175702.post-8124127043418202472012-11-13T18:11:00.001+01:002012-11-13T18:25:30.582+01:00afternoon at the park<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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We headed to the park an excuse to get out of the house and into the fresh air . It was one of those beautiful fall days, one that starts crisp and cold but quickly warms up, making heavy coats an unnecessary afterthought. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgasmcbh612LLFmnRO_uyps4r0FQHjQvS63tCGNXKtfJf0qgAsS7WDyjiJmZMkqm8p8U5na4I_wb4AZJn1f2taRKxo0M0cL_WTS3KwrPTNAJm8yLQKyom4bXqv_Ttw8_IDiSvpLEGBhQSw/s1600/hh-thermes-fontaine-profile.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgasmcbh612LLFmnRO_uyps4r0FQHjQvS63tCGNXKtfJf0qgAsS7WDyjiJmZMkqm8p8U5na4I_wb4AZJn1f2taRKxo0M0cL_WTS3KwrPTNAJm8yLQKyom4bXqv_Ttw8_IDiSvpLEGBhQSw/s1600/hh-thermes-fontaine-profile.png" /></a></div>
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The fall leaves have tumbled from their high canopy into a think blanket covering the ground. We spent some time picking them up, tossing them and watching as they drifted to the ground. They crunched underfoot, their earthy smell heady and heavenly as we walked towards the pond.</div>
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Clover has developed a new habit of walking with his hands in his pockets -- all the time. I find it adorable. I don't know where this came from. Except I am always afraid that he's going to fall and end up flat on his face. But then again that kind of seems like the constant risk of an energetic toddler, regardless of where he puts his hands, doesn't it?Mills (héron + hibou)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348678643830417874noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8481418143875175702.post-70360124048890090352012-11-09T14:37:00.003+01:002012-11-09T17:11:29.537+01:00a nice warm-up<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Recently, Félix and I had our first hot chocolate of the season. Is it obvious whose mug requires the most marshmallows?<br />
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It practically required blackmail to get that man to put a fluffy marshmallow in his cocoa. He's still not sold on the idea, which is wonderful news of course; it leaves many, many more for me.<br />
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