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<br />you are what you readhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17397887493073863245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234151411712144898.post-70504820020929478632018-01-28T09:25:00.000-08:002018-01-28T09:26:43.025-08:00Beauty is a thing of joy<h3>
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A florist finds beauty in a floral arrangement, a lover in a
single rose, a naturalist in the smell, a child in a fresh picked daisy, the
old find beauty in the daffodil as pokes its yellow head through the snow, the
forlorn find beauty in the dainty violet pressed between the pages of a book, a
cynic says its crazy, that we find beauty at all.<br />
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Though beauty is not something we can not touch, it is something to behold.<br />
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I confess I love to walk in the park in early spring and if by chance I spy the tiniest violet in bloom along the side of the path I walk, I smile. It is a thing of beauty, to be appreciated for its own sake, and for no other reason.<br />
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'Twas John Keats who said, the sylvan historian, who can't express a flowery tale more sweetly than the rhyme knows, 'Truth is beauty, beauty truth,' and that is all we know on earth and all we need to know.<br />
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So ignore the cynic and the scientist who try to reduce it to mere words. Beauty is a thing we feel and know.<br />
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you are what you readhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17397887493073863245noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234151411712144898.post-35998438481316658462017-12-15T08:19:00.000-08:002017-12-15T08:22:15.353-08:00The origins of Surrealism<blockquote class="tr_bq">
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The unconscious is the wellspring of the imagination. So said Sigmund Freud, but so too William Shakespeare: "We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep." Prospero to his daughter, <b>The Tempest</b>.<br />
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Eartha Kitt is singing, Santa baby, ... hurry down the chimney tonight. Dads are dreaming of sports cars, moms of a quiet moment after the shopping is done, and the kids want anything and everything that is new and wonderful. Santa ought to be confused, but somehow he figures it all out.<br />
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<br />you are what you readhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17397887493073863245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234151411712144898.post-11918497635945534492017-11-07T16:03:00.002-08:002017-11-07T16:11:02.811-08:00Chandler 4 Corners throw pillowsPillow hooking is an old American craft and an art where wool throw pillows are made by pulling loops of yarn through a discarded burlap bag. Making something out of nothing is an American tradition,<br />
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The craft goes back to Samuel Slater who had the idea for a new American industry, the cotton and woolen mills of New England. England prized its intellectual property and did not let it leave the country. Slater memorized the method of production while in England and brought it to America.<br />
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America calls him the "Father of American Industry," the British call him "Slater the Traitor."<br />
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Name calling never solved anything, and Slater's mill in Pawtucket, Rhode Island was a success. He went on to build other mills across New England and got rich. Others followed. And soon New England was swimming in balls of yarn in every color of the rainbow. The by-product of the process was called thrum, and these short strands of wool and cotton found their way onto the floor of the factories.<br />
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Back then, America was not as enlightened as it is today. Children worked the mills, carding and culling the cotton and wool. And much to their delight, they pocketed the left over wool and brought it home. New England mothers, thrifty and wise, took the strands of wool and cotton, and wove it into empty burlap sacks.<br />
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Chandler 4 Corners is a small company in Vermont with big ideas. It makes throw pillows and rugs in nostalgic and whimsical themes. Along with designer Laura Megroz, it offers hundreds of pillows to accent a chair, sofa, or bed.<br />
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Let's have fun we say. Shop for Chandler 4 Corners throw pillows online at Traditions Home.<br />
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<br />you are what you readhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17397887493073863245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234151411712144898.post-50356994007606610502017-08-27T07:54:00.003-07:002017-08-27T07:54:43.832-07:00Pretty RoomWe make rooms pretty. We make pretty rooms. Pretty are the rooms we make.<br />
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The word "Pretty" is from Old English prættiġ meaning “tricky, crafty, sly, cunning, wily, astute”.<br />
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Our interior design is no sly trick. It is a craft, an art which we apply astutely and lovingly.<br />
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you are what you readhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17397887493073863245noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234151411712144898.post-695281159318133652017-03-22T13:28:00.000-07:002017-03-22T13:28:01.391-07:00Traditions Home wants to know:<br />
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A Personality Color Code tells you that if you are, then you are true, passionate, and creative.<br />
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The other personality colors are red, yellow, and white, allowing no possibility of the many shades and hues that fill up the rainbow of colors our world is filled with. Nor, does the code allow for the many shades of grey and white.<br />
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Maybe blue reminds you of the ocean waves and the deep blue sea, or the blue sky on a mountain side. Maybe blue is your favorite flower or the color of your true love’s eyes. Maybe, blue is the color of your baby's eyes. And maybe you like the way it rhymes with “you”.<br />
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The color code may not be accurate, but it makes us curious to wonder what pseudo-psychologist say about our blue fascination.<br />
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Blues are steady as the waves, ordered as the tides and enduring as the ocean. Blues love with a deep passion. They are the well-spring of our society, creators of our culture, ones who foster home and love. They are loyal and true blue in the most trying circumstances, even when clouds turn the skies grey.<br />
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you are what you readhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17397887493073863245noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234151411712144898.post-77485152992641913972014-07-19T07:38:00.000-07:002014-07-20T08:07:15.496-07:00Uncle Charlie flew a P-40, but never flew a Corsair<blockquote class="tr_bq">
<i><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span>“Good friends, good books, and a sleepy conscience:<br /> this is the ideal life.” Mark Twain</i></blockquote>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">My wife’s Uncle Charlie Miles, who served with the US Air Force in China during World War II, was once asked by a curious relative what airplanes he flew in the war. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">He replied, “Everything we made.” </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Uncle Charlie’s claim was not a boast. In Chungking, China where he was stationed, Chiang Kai-shek's Nationalist Forces fought a desperate struggle for survival against Japanese forces advancing from the east and the south. Meanwhile, Mao Tse-tung’s Communist forces controlled the northern mountains. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">US airmen in support of the Nationalist Army had to fly whatever plane was needed for the mission. This included the reliable C-47 cargo plane that flew “The Hump” bringing precious gasoline and ammunition over the Himalayan Mountains. It also included the fearsome P-40 fighter that kept the Japanese at bay while Chinese forces regrouped.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">After going down the list of planes he flew, Uncle Charlie was asked if he flew the vaunted Corsair, the first fighter in the Pacific whose speed exceeded 400 mph. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Not one to miss a beat Charlie said, “Damn it, that’s a Navy plane.” </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">In The Vought F4U Corsair was developed early in 1938 for the U.S. Navy’s aircraft carriers, which needed to combine a small compact body with the most powerful engine and a low stall speed. When it appeared in the Pacific in late 1942, the Corsair was the fastest plane in the skies. Its distinctive W-shaped wings were immediately recognizable to friend and foe. The Japanese Zero pilots nicknamed the plane “Whistling Death” because of the sound it made when diving for the attack. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Initially, the plane was flown by Marine pilots and appeared in action over the skies of the Solomon Islands. Major Gregory “Pappy” Boyington and his squadron flew Corsairs. With this success, Navy pilots soon adopted the Corsair as their own. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">In the course of its more than 64,000 missions, the Navy Corsair downed 2,140 enemy planes while losing only 189 Corsairs to the enemy, an 11:1 ratio unmatched in air combat history.</span><br />
<br />you are what you readhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17397887493073863245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234151411712144898.post-5414702831107873862010-11-21T16:05:00.000-08:002014-07-19T08:33:23.940-07:00Traditions - friends, new and old<blockquote class="tr_bq">
<i> “Don't walk behind me; I may not lead. <br />Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow.<br /> Just walk beside me and be my friend.”
Albert Camus</i><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Friends - the old ones are like a familiar chair, comfortable to the touch. And new ones bring joy to life, a bit of inspiration, a moment of laughter in a world that needs it and a hope for something better. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Each year Traditions celebrates its annual Holiday Open House. We decorate the store bringing in new seasonal gifts and serve food and even wine on occasion. The hope, as always, is to enjoy the friends we have and make a few new ones.</span><br />
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you are what you readhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17397887493073863245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234151411712144898.post-83309443196270258262010-09-29T07:19:00.000-07:002010-09-29T07:19:44.266-07:00Terror attacks planned in Paris and LondonThe New York Daily News reports that the US foiled planned terror attacks in Paris and London. <br />
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<a href="http://www.france24.com/en/20100920-intelligence-france-imminent-risk-terrorist-attack-hortefeux-qaeda-islamic-maghreb-aqim">France 24</a>, the news is not a top story. France 24 reports of information received from a foreign intelligence agency (US) of an imminent threat. A hoax bomb threat to the Eiffel Tower is received. <br />
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The Sunday <a href="http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/uk/crime/article6962867.ece">London Times</a> reports:<br />
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to expect a Mumbai-style attack on the capital. </blockquote><blockquote> In a briefing in the City of London 12 days ago, a senior detective from SO15, <br />
the Metropolitan police counter-terrorism command, said: “Mumbai is coming to London.” </blockquote><br />
<a href="http://english.aljazeera.net/news/europe/2010/09/201092923819317720.html">Al Jazeera</a> likewise reports of a foiled attack.<br />
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<blockquote>Western spy agencies have foiled an advanced plan linked to al-Qaeda to attack Britain, France and Germany, according to British and US media.<br />
Citing intelligence sources, Britain's Sky News said on Tuesday that Pakistan-based fighters were plotting simultaneous operations in London and major French and German cities, but the attacks were not imminent.<br />
The broadcaster said that spy agencies had been tracking the suspected plotters who were planning attacks similar to commando-style raids seen during the co-ordinated atttacks of November 2008 in India's financial capital, Mumbai.</blockquote><br />
Canada's <a href="http://www.theglobeandmail.com/news/world/europe/eiffel-tower-and-park-evacuated-after-bomb-threat/article1730514/">The Globe and Mail</a> reports the news with calm and dispassion.<br />
<blockquote>Intelligence officials have intercepted a credible terror plot against Britain and France, raising security fears at the Eiffel Tower on Tuesday, but failing to raise the overall threat level in either country. </blockquote>you are what you readhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17397887493073863245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234151411712144898.post-37246887766187026572010-03-25T06:51:00.000-07:002010-03-25T06:56:46.734-07:00Stickley Traditional Collection<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHGRDScAHUacNlLVwacdN-PE6Gvl1hc-96-6us0Iws2MLGzqoGwgrkQOVU3e7_tDAF6fpKmiRr3ZCJFt2B_3pxpfkp6eZzYbS2q4aayd-HfHPimZXZAoEOyaWWO3UPHwLfPT3Y1yRM2tnE/s1600/dining_traditional.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHGRDScAHUacNlLVwacdN-PE6Gvl1hc-96-6us0Iws2MLGzqoGwgrkQOVU3e7_tDAF6fpKmiRr3ZCJFt2B_3pxpfkp6eZzYbS2q4aayd-HfHPimZXZAoEOyaWWO3UPHwLfPT3Y1yRM2tnE/s400/dining_traditional.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452568948719901298" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Stickley the Traditional Collection - classic grace and stately elegance. Future family heirlooms that reflect your tastes and your style. In rich mahogany and beautiful cherry, the Stickley Traditional Collection creates an inviting, comfortable setting for the style of your life.<br /><br />This is the final week of our 40% off custom orders of Stickley Furniture. Come in today and save.you are what you readhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17397887493073863245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234151411712144898.post-47833420607774194902010-03-03T05:56:00.000-08:002010-03-03T05:58:40.089-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitNLIWFQWIuMZEzOBSeUAv1HZoxN-qNEiPLAJ7DbtAaTwGEtXm50as-4KWj2avd2Puf8Zk_Gejd_jMT468Mj_ufhFaDLC38X41MYb9L_O2uQwcYJLggUvWMM_m0CzB_yuut0PNhLoozmsW/s1600-h/SpringFrontBanner.png"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 236px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitNLIWFQWIuMZEzOBSeUAv1HZoxN-qNEiPLAJ7DbtAaTwGEtXm50as-4KWj2avd2Puf8Zk_Gejd_jMT468Mj_ufhFaDLC38X41MYb9L_O2uQwcYJLggUvWMM_m0CzB_yuut0PNhLoozmsW/s400/SpringFrontBanner.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444406326848109538" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Come in to Traditions Home this Thursday for refreshments, prizes, and great savings - only in Wichita.you are what you readhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17397887493073863245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234151411712144898.post-45369754632537478632010-02-03T14:11:00.000-08:002010-02-03T14:26:41.661-08:00new york day 2The Gift Show at the Javitts Center and Piers was, on the whole, a disappointment. There is very little furniture and the gifts and accessories were for the most part geared to smaller stores than ours or to large chains selling smaller items.<br /><br />The highlights of the day were visits to Stickley Furniture, ABC Furniture, MacKenzie Childs, and Henri Bendel. Pictures to follow.you are what you readhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17397887493073863245noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234151411712144898.post-156071689866086302010-02-03T05:47:00.000-08:002010-02-03T05:57:13.389-08:00hotel elysee - manhattan, new yorkHotel Elysee<br /><br /><span class="">Built in the 1920's, the Hotel Elysée in New York City is named for one of the finest French Restaurants of that era. Today Hotel Elysée has been home to movie stars, artists, writers and intellectuals. George Clooney stayed here recently and shot scenes of the movie Michael Clayton across the street. The ground floor of the hotel is home to the equally well-known restaurat, The Monkey Bar where celebrity spotting is always in vogue. Hotel Elysée is located on East 54th Street between Park and Madison Avenues and is an oasis of luxury, elegance and calm in bustling Midtown Manhattan; the vibrant heart of New York City. </span><br /><br />Visit the <a href="http://www.elyseehotel.com/">Hotel Elysee</a> and learn more.you are what you readhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17397887493073863245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234151411712144898.post-32980828875689578752009-09-01T05:58:00.000-07:002009-09-01T06:13:47.253-07:00the history of St. Lawrence Church<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5wkL9njRxboWu1jrPYPfMMRowgf3D3pMzC67dSzpX_kfZura6DPXOHQ__i2KvzEJaqEEDPzmdphL2o84qzzhg5yWcprpsOmMbpL0PEjnyimBwbQquX7WNAi9oSi88HQi7KJABkViCMc8h/s1600-h/church+lechlade.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5wkL9njRxboWu1jrPYPfMMRowgf3D3pMzC67dSzpX_kfZura6DPXOHQ__i2KvzEJaqEEDPzmdphL2o84qzzhg5yWcprpsOmMbpL0PEjnyimBwbQquX7WNAi9oSi88HQi7KJABkViCMc8h/s320/church+lechlade.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376483023570907522" border="0" /></a><br /><br />St. Lawrence's Church in Lechlade was completed by 1476, but excavations reveal an earlier foundation and burials dating back to Saxon times. There is mention of the parish of Lechlade in the Domesday Book of 1086. The first mention of the dedication church to St. Lawrence was noted in 1255. The church was one of the few in England with the privelege of sanctuary.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.stlawrencelechlade.org.uk/history.htm">More.</a>you are what you readhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17397887493073863245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234151411712144898.post-88327002735334405912009-08-22T17:01:00.000-07:002009-08-22T17:25:34.071-07:00still waiting, after all these yearsThirty two years and counting - that is the length of time since the launch of Vayager II and with it earth's message in a bottle to the extraterrestrial aliens that if you are out there, say something. This was Carl Sagan's idea. he thought that while we are at it, sending space junk out beyond the solar system, we ought to see if someone is out there listening. <a href="http://www.ufodigest.com/news/0907/secretmessages.html">More on the message.</a><br /><br />We are still waiting.<br /><br />When you think about it, the lack of response from the aliens out there is quite staggering. The earth after all, is over 4 billion years old and the universe itself, is 14 plus billion years old. Enough, already. Forget time travel, parallel universes, and worm holes. If someone, intelligent enough as we are, has been working on this problem of contacting intelligent life out there, and has failed for 10 billion years more or less, then the likelihood of finding intelligent life anywhere is slim.<br /><br />Still, we keep trying.<br /><br />I am reminded of Sisyphus, who was doomed to roll a heavy rock up a hill for eternity, only to have it roll back during the night so that he could start all over again. It is an existential nightmare, but it is our nightmare, and so we embrace it.you are what you readhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17397887493073863245noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234151411712144898.post-18097926776059619362009-08-12T04:56:00.000-07:002009-08-12T05:12:27.318-07:00The Night the Lancaster Bomber CrashedIn World War II, Graffigny-Chemin saw little action due to its relative isolation. However, on the night of July 22, 1944 an English Royal Air Force Lancaster Bomber crashed into the hills behind the village. Thirteen airmen died immediately, two were seriously wounded, and one, Canadian Paul Bell, was slightly wounded. Local villagers managed to secret Airman Bell to the French underground, and he was spirited out of France through Switzerland and then to England. However, because of the severity of the injuries of the other airmen, they were released to the German authorities, but then never heard from again.<br /><br />Villagers had removed from the crashed plane its radio transmitter, weapons, ammunition, and explosives. When the German authorities learned of this, they took hostages from the village and threatened to burn it. Living in the village was the French widow of a German Colonel, who had died in 1913. She interceded with the authorities and obtained the release of the hostages and cancellation of the order to burn the village.<br /><br /><br /><br />The Airmen who died in the plane crash are buried in the village cemetery of Graffigny-Chemin.you are what you readhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17397887493073863245noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234151411712144898.post-24322748791196954352009-08-09T07:56:00.000-07:002009-08-09T08:22:56.545-07:00the bridge to nowhere<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTK9O_nfOMXNU1kThDB14oC_uVJUbAj9KH1CfPcoGgKnDowesJw-xmdLFDYo29NeCMThZnfmKuMhbglYdgPvl18AssnWDgYn8jVmW6NjeuAXZoxTK-AWMOrIApvigUhC_vCShj-LnnG6XV/s1600-h/trees+and+marais+park+023.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTK9O_nfOMXNU1kThDB14oC_uVJUbAj9KH1CfPcoGgKnDowesJw-xmdLFDYo29NeCMThZnfmKuMhbglYdgPvl18AssnWDgYn8jVmW6NjeuAXZoxTK-AWMOrIApvigUhC_vCShj-LnnG6XV/s320/trees+and+marais+park+023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367981265306317746" border="0" /></a><br />Ever since I can remember, I have thought about escaping from my mundane life into a world of excitement and adventure.<br /><br />It is the wish, I imagine, of most small town boys boys and girls to want to strike out and find something new and different. <span style="font-style: italic;">Main Street, Winesburg Ohio, Our Town</span>, books that I read in high school, revealed to me that this need was epidemic. The longing to leave is epidemic.<br /><br /><br />This last Saturday,<br />I dropped my son Will off in Emporia where he was trying out for an Olympic High School Development is expressed in many ways.Program. With the whole day to kill while I waited for Will, I brought my kayak along, hoping to find a river or stream to navigate.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjeQKSY_t0rHGI02ipqdXdAzQ_heTAViQ1KZ4Kruk3pKEMhyphenhypheniQ8UQXanSUnPGz3ZZOFluI3GXxFi1SYDOFgc9hH7HccYlSTUYIoHK7fdJ8gwmYBKtv5fBWzKYQf4bX8m9oCm5iJmud1YqS/s1600-h/trees+and+marais+park+025.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjeQKSY_t0rHGI02ipqdXdAzQ_heTAViQ1KZ4Kruk3pKEMhyphenhypheniQ8UQXanSUnPGz3ZZOFluI3GXxFi1SYDOFgc9hH7HccYlSTUYIoHK7fdJ8gwmYBKtv5fBWzKYQf4bX8m9oCm5iJmud1YqS/s320/trees+and+marais+park+025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367982894394839266" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Hartford, Kansas is north of Emporia and just off I35 on the way to Kansas City. The town survives on farming, and by survives I mean that like so many other small Kansas towns, it is hanging in there. Opportunities for high school students are limited. If you don't farm, you pretty much don't do anything.<br /><br />At the north end of the town is a bridge. It looks like the "bridge to nowhere". It leads into the Flint Hills Park, but that is one way trip down gravel roads that end at the John Redmond Reservoir. If you really want to leave Hartford, you need to go back the other way, hop on I35 and head north to Kansas City.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbAdxCi5QzTgcm-B6ip66Wu3HerVkaZczNDNEwUg0EOa4qf5NNWBWlBb3BZ3feXFhgKP9YWebPeePa-_ri0iyUZp2RU-C-M8tLHDtMZPZNczk9VzIUWYBywU4M9NkSrU9cuxyV0C6Myb4O/s1600-h/trees+and+marais+park+028.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbAdxCi5QzTgcm-B6ip66Wu3HerVkaZczNDNEwUg0EOa4qf5NNWBWlBb3BZ3feXFhgKP9YWebPeePa-_ri0iyUZp2RU-C-M8tLHDtMZPZNczk9VzIUWYBywU4M9NkSrU9cuxyV0C6Myb4O/s320/trees+and+marais+park+028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367982392689748834" border="0" /></a>The bridge is now the haunt of high school kids who wanting to express themselves, paint the bridge and not the town. From its railings these kids can look out and wonder where the river of life will lead them. Right now the bridge serves as a way to express loves, memories, feelings, and hopes. In a greater sense it expresses hope that out there somewhere there is more.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifkIdFEz2KcYUO9uCgpAdD2L5wR5nkridQWR9SqaPSjtzg2QFZp2VK1J08OKyLBNaOuW-722wHy2rAsm79xGyOeKpCtJ2-tq2Q9qjJKSTWHhnE6kovAYZrXwq-JrABN1JXOaLiCQyAMlus/s1600-h/trees+and+marais+park+030.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifkIdFEz2KcYUO9uCgpAdD2L5wR5nkridQWR9SqaPSjtzg2QFZp2VK1J08OKyLBNaOuW-722wHy2rAsm79xGyOeKpCtJ2-tq2Q9qjJKSTWHhnE6kovAYZrXwq-JrABN1JXOaLiCQyAMlus/s320/trees+and+marais+park+030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367984160191769106" border="0" /></a>you are what you readhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17397887493073863245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234151411712144898.post-61518412316538481442009-08-08T20:05:00.000-07:002009-08-08T21:04:12.749-07:00Julie & JuliaThis might keep me going for awhile - this being the <a href="http://www.julieandjulia.com/"><span style="font-style: italic;">Julie & Julia</span></a> movie about a failed writer who finds her calling and purpose in life by blogging all the recipes of Julia Child's 1961 cookbook <span style="font-style: italic;">Mastering the Art of French Cooking</span>.<br /><br />Julie is Julie Powell whose blog the <a href="http://blogs.salon.com/0001399/">Julie/Julia Project</a>, a race to complete 524 recipes in 365 days, becomes a blog sensation, followed by a book and a movie. (<a href="http://www.julieandjulia.com/">Watch the trailer</a>.) Julia of course is Julia Child, cook, author, and TV sensation.<br /><br />If your looking for the <a href="http://blogs.salon.com/0001399/">original blog</a>, there is little that is left other than a tribute posted on Julia's death in 2004. And, yes Julie has created a new blog to record her experiences as she deals with fame and fortune, but apparently lighting does not strike twice with Julie; her blog has none of the appeal of the original.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.examiner.com/x-4208-Providence-Food-Examiner%7Ey2009m8d8-Julie--Julia-movie-review-Powells-food-blog-makes-it-big">A no-holds-barred movie review</a>.<br /><br />Having just come back from Paris this summer, I loved the scenes in the movie. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Shakespeare and Company</span>, the bookstore, is still there on the Left Bank. Yes, it is the bookstore that Hemingway frequented when he had no cash and was struggling as a writer. The subway scene was also real, the only change was finding a metro train that was vintage. Sadly, the French open-air markets where one went to buy fresh produce are gone. But, one can still find patisseries, boulangeries, and the other small specialty shops where Parisians love to shop.<br /><br /><br /><br />Read the <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2003/08/13/dining/a-race-to-master-the-art-of-french-cooking.html">N.Y. Times story</a> as Julie goes into the homestretch on her blog.you are what you readhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17397887493073863245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234151411712144898.post-47474294556740666452009-08-07T08:17:00.000-07:002009-08-07T08:46:35.381-07:00Up the river<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSKqFcCctYmr2v-b3rE36SFjB3yEhpc01mEcaXbAfXeS5q7dNFmHfnO35yEsWarCsYU2I7iZN0632ki3TLNssC-Uf0r0xZKZfkE9gcuelzf6nY90U3a48ov1Vk5gisTpm2_FhUYTGP_o9w/s1600-h/Thames+in+Lechlade.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSKqFcCctYmr2v-b3rE36SFjB3yEhpc01mEcaXbAfXeS5q7dNFmHfnO35yEsWarCsYU2I7iZN0632ki3TLNssC-Uf0r0xZKZfkE9gcuelzf6nY90U3a48ov1Vk5gisTpm2_FhUYTGP_o9w/s320/Thames+in+Lechlade.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367242163832123202" border="0" /></a><br />Read about the poet Shelley's trip <a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=_dC8_eLftKwC&pg=PA291&lpg=PA291&dq=residents+of+lechlade+1900&source=bl&ots=Z7QX394EPq&sig=75eUY_WEaUb6s-mhE7AkUUq5irg&hl=en&ei=EEB8StXULZCMMpTJ4NgC&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=3#v=onepage&q=&f=false">up the river Thames</a> with his wife Mary Shelley.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />"The weeds above Lechlade became so thick that ...tugging and pulling [they] could not move the boat an inch..." They returned to Lechlade and stayed at the inn. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9hJE9g1QZnd7B_JuZjuNfvshO6dnLIbvb_g9eeSS43PYZXlWrYortvlYi8RgEWpM_Cg19_wC0d_L3Nl574eI4ITIzpDXJrkBEhZ5rBoFDfbkvuY0ktJnwiaz2QEygvMTslzoXS0zoxQ-2/s1600-h/hotel+sign.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9hJE9g1QZnd7B_JuZjuNfvshO6dnLIbvb_g9eeSS43PYZXlWrYortvlYi8RgEWpM_Cg19_wC0d_L3Nl574eI4ITIzpDXJrkBEhZ5rBoFDfbkvuY0ktJnwiaz2QEygvMTslzoXS0zoxQ-2/s320/hotel+sign.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367243144676171762" border="0" /></a><br /><br />In Lechlade Shelley's thoughts turned to writing and the self-reflection that writing creates: <blockquote>"A mirror would be held up to all men in which they might behold their own recollections, and in dim perspective - their shadowy hopes and fears, all that they dare not, or daring and desiring, they could not expose to the open eyes of day."<br /><br />The writer's passage from sensation to reflection is sometimes so difficult and dizzying that one "dares not look behind".<br /></blockquote>you are what you readhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17397887493073863245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234151411712144898.post-23513543685700851172009-08-07T07:58:00.000-07:002009-08-07T08:05:13.531-07:00A Summer Evening Churchyard, Lechlade, Gloucestershire<h1><a href="http://www.poems.md/percy-bysshe-shelley/a-summer-evening-churchyard-lechlade-gloucestershire-2019.html">A Summer Evening Churchyard, Lechlade, Gloucestershire by Shelley</a><br /></h1><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3blhyphenhypheng5ogsdLdjniIrm0L1XINbzjSCWq7QtX2drotwdopgK2JuVmjPZp-FSB_NBYE5REtInhyFyTSHeR7DBmNf-EIAAeh1mLuKuwAqHJ7kocJDLj9NhrckztJ98lcAINjr463jJjFF6OO/s1600-h/lechlade+church.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3blhyphenhypheng5ogsdLdjniIrm0L1XINbzjSCWq7QtX2drotwdopgK2JuVmjPZp-FSB_NBYE5REtInhyFyTSHeR7DBmNf-EIAAeh1mLuKuwAqHJ7kocJDLj9NhrckztJ98lcAINjr463jJjFF6OO/s320/lechlade+church.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367237155923233378" border="0" /></a><br /><blockquote>"THE wind has swept from the wide atmosphere<br /> Each vapour that obscured the sunset's ray,<br />And pallid Evening twines its beaming hair<br />In duskier braids around the languid eyes of Day:<br /><br /><br />Silence and Twilight, unbeloved of men,<br />Creep hand in hand from yon obscurest glen.<br /><br />...<br /><br />The dead are sleeping in their sepulchres:<br /> And, mouldering as they sleep, a thrilling sound,<br />Half sense half thought, among the darkness stirs,<br />Breathed from their wormy beds all living things around,<br />And, mingling with the still night and mute sky,<br />Its awful hush is felt inaudibly.<br /><br />Thus solemnized and softened, death is mild<br /> And terrorless as this serenest night.<br />Here could I hope, like some enquiring child<br />Sporting on graves, that death did hide from human sight<br />Sweet secrets, or beside its breathless sleep<br />That loveliest dreams perpetual watch did keep."</blockquote>you are what you readhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17397887493073863245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234151411712144898.post-68536627042755130412009-08-07T06:46:00.000-07:002009-08-07T08:17:35.634-07:00the enclosures of england<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLdq4dF00yrcbXzJcB4q266npnrioALFY_9pLe9P5mxl4MXZCBG-psSpch3tQH4xqERA6iCSvkPcOTpqtE8xmJZHlyvb7esBdJqKDIcS7Q6Pb7ZO2fXoD8k7Xum2o_rRgIPvzn_c0TFYeh/s1600-h/signs+to+lechlade.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLdq4dF00yrcbXzJcB4q266npnrioALFY_9pLe9P5mxl4MXZCBG-psSpch3tQH4xqERA6iCSvkPcOTpqtE8xmJZHlyvb7esBdJqKDIcS7Q6Pb7ZO2fXoD8k7Xum2o_rRgIPvzn_c0TFYeh/s320/signs+to+lechlade.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367230465351387682" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />What follows is a summary of the economic history of Langford Downs (Langford Downs, a farm north of Leclade, should not be confused with the nearby town of Langford.):<br /><br />The enclosure of common lands occurred throughout English history. Motivation was the improvement and profitable use of common land. Enclosure in and around Lechlade was carried out under a private Act of 1808 promoted by the rectors of the several churches holding land and other freemen. "Among leading farmers, ... the rector’s lessee received 450a., Richard Wells and William Young of Langford Downs farm 380 a., mostly for<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiLpSe_ZoEhJrPMXL7RgmXyHPeClcBwo59qBJkXIzXHWOSPaOCEnisjnOA9XV8gQ8rFme3z_Go_PI4VSC6MP-ANHmatjSu87CA2H4YXg6qPY5e78kt-NpWfx4QXZtZXMrtIwmRq7XxlL8N/s1600-h/farming+at+kelmscott.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiLpSe_ZoEhJrPMXL7RgmXyHPeClcBwo59qBJkXIzXHWOSPaOCEnisjnOA9XV8gQ8rFme3z_Go_PI4VSC6MP-ANHmatjSu87CA2H4YXg6qPY5e78kt-NpWfx4QXZtZXMrtIwmRq7XxlL8N/s320/farming+at+kelmscott.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367234095956709490" border="0" /></a><br />freehold land..."<br /><a href="http://www.englandspastforeveryone.org.uk/resources/assets/L/Langford_3_Econ_5337.pdf"><br />History of Langford Downs</a><br /><br />Langford Downs was newly built and one of the larger enclosures at 380 acres.<br /><br />Whether as a landowner or as a tenant, my family possessed the farm for a period of time in the mid to late 1800's. This statement is based only on the picture of the house of Langford Downs passed on to my by my father Arthur Harvey Davis, Jr.. Wouldn't it be nice to confirm this from the land records?<br /><br />By 1910 Langford Downs farm was enlarged to 424 acres, while by comparison Kelmscott estate, the summer home of William Morris, was 99 acres. (The image of hay is from Kelmscott.)<br /><br />The late 19th and early 20th centuries was a difficult for Langford's farmers as imports of cheap foodstuffs undercut the British farmer. Dairy herd were introduced to many farms to increase profit. By the beginning of World War II, "Langford Downs farm was 72 per cent arable and had a flock of over 400 sheep. The chief crops were still wheat, barley, and oats, together with root crops. All the farms had dairy herds, most raised pigs and poultry, but only Langford Downs and Rectory farms kept flocks totaling nearly 1,000 sheep."<br /><a href="http://www.englandspastforeveryone.org.uk/resources/assets/L/Langford_3_Econ_5337.pdf"><br />History of Langford Downs, page 19</a>.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZyWmUgNK7JnMeqEGwFM4aFmYsy5I0n711IY3CCRcGYntG_Q7gyqBxupbZjeaRgS6eC08VgbK32BY84NJlQbxO0ChX5eLRBBZZi-Vc8M0jnx5wdDIjB0qFIL2N_-QXwuib_AMdQixTmhY5/s1600-h/lechlade+2+022.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZyWmUgNK7JnMeqEGwFM4aFmYsy5I0n711IY3CCRcGYntG_Q7gyqBxupbZjeaRgS6eC08VgbK32BY84NJlQbxO0ChX5eLRBBZZi-Vc8M0jnx5wdDIjB0qFIL2N_-QXwuib_AMdQixTmhY5/s320/lechlade+2+022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367229005788814370" border="0" /></a><br />Anecdotally, when I was in England in 1979, I spoke with a Mr. Davis who had owned the chemist shop in Lechlade. (The picture of Langford Downs house that I have spoken of earlier was developed at his shop, but presumably from an earlier date.) He was, to my knowledge the last remaining Davis still living in the area. He was then in his seventies and childless. He claimed that Langford Downs was a chicken farm. My wife Robin was then and now much amused.<br /><br />On another occasion in 2009 I again visited Lechlade and spoke with the historian of the church in Lechlade. As a young man growing up he remembered Mr. Davis (first name forgotten) and described him as a bit of a character, so that one has to question the characterization of chicken farmer.you are what you readhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17397887493073863245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234151411712144898.post-41491713946364555482009-08-05T16:14:00.000-07:002009-08-05T16:45:44.655-07:00my great grandmotherI met my great grandmother for the first time today. Her name is Julie Laura Emma Chevallier. She was born in Graffigny-Chemin, France on March 16, 1862. Her parents were Paul Constant Chevallier and Anne Emma Aichier.<br /><br />Julie married Charles Guillame Christian Meine at a date unknown. They had two children, my grandmother, Marguerite Tony Lilly Meine and her older sister, Marie Leunn Paula Meine. both birthdates unknown.<br /><br />"Julie Laura Emma" - such English names for a proper French girl. The name "Emma" I can guess is the subject of Jane Austin's 1815 novel of the same name. <blockquote>"Emma Woodhouse is a young, beautiful, witty, and privileged woman in Regency England. She lives on an estate in Surrey in the village of Highbury with her father, a hypochondriac who is excessively concerned for the health and safety of his loved ones." <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emma">Emma</a></blockquote>Julie Chevallier would have been like the Emma of Jane Austin's novel. My great grandmother was the daughter of a comparatively wealthy landholder in Graffigny; not that Graffigny was itself large or wealthy by any means, but her family was wealthy enough to own a second home in Switzerland and to properly educate the daughter so that she spoke several European languages.<br /><br />The names "Julie" and "Laura" I will have to leave for later.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emma"><br /></a>you are what you readhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17397887493073863245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234151411712144898.post-26615072853264260332009-08-04T14:07:00.000-07:002009-08-04T14:18:11.971-07:00feelin' itStop right there!<br /><br />If you are not fifty, or at least forty, go no further.<br /><br />Now ask yourself if, when you get up in the morning, are you feelin' it?<br /><br />Or, maybe, after you have been sittin' in a chair for a long time or driving across country and you stop to get out and gas up, are you feelin' it?<br /><br />For a hoot, listen to <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wYJf4J7VBaY&feature=PlayList&p=45D3C200F8CD985B&index=23">Leonard Cohen's Tower of Song</a> on youTube.you are what you readhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17397887493073863245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234151411712144898.post-59625668375216272332009-08-04T12:23:00.001-07:002009-08-04T12:34:43.214-07:00How to dress fashionably<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj16Q42CgV-SnAUzmna7nvskoUftTfTOSlTLXR6561uMzRnfzz3qVbCSgtfgZQRXQz5niVGX2taIiK2DLvdJa7l2WBTLV5d6YGn8XdAeDovdBJikh4cLZedVVTfVX83yaCl3ikL6qE-rLfq/s1600-h/sargeantcouple.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj16Q42CgV-SnAUzmna7nvskoUftTfTOSlTLXR6561uMzRnfzz3qVbCSgtfgZQRXQz5niVGX2taIiK2DLvdJa7l2WBTLV5d6YGn8XdAeDovdBJikh4cLZedVVTfVX83yaCl3ikL6qE-rLfq/s400/sargeantcouple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366191624874276610" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdLbAXJ02-0Zdqd2sd39_C9X_mlTeuiCmh-VnERjEfgX4PqOrEsY00TMIk63YRQycFqCbp4R6r1SPCVEz03fkdPR0rR_kKbKaQcRAoxr2U7c1K2V-RNVaUs2XMhXFtIIh4-1r6vCX3ZiWb/s1600-h/g.+brunel+chiasso.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdLbAXJ02-0Zdqd2sd39_C9X_mlTeuiCmh-VnERjEfgX4PqOrEsY00TMIk63YRQycFqCbp4R6r1SPCVEz03fkdPR0rR_kKbKaQcRAoxr2U7c1K2V-RNVaUs2XMhXFtIIh4-1r6vCX3ZiWb/s400/g.+brunel+chiasso.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366191479517185250" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Pictures can often be dated by both the subject's fashion and stance. Compare the photograph of my grandmother Marguerite Chevalier Meine with <a href="http://www.costumes.org/classes/fashiondress/TurnoftheCentury.htm">John Singer Sergeant's 1897</a> painting of a fashionable couple.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />"<span style="font-family:Arial;">Women's dress in the <a href="http://www.costumes.org/HISTORY/100pages/timelinepages/1890s1.htm"></a>1890's continued to be built in a sturdy, heavy, upholstered style, but the silhouette changed to that of an hour glass. Female bodies were corseted to a small waist, and then padded in the buttocks, hips, bosom and sleeves to exaggerate the apparent wasp-waisted effect."</span><br /><a href="http://www.costumes.org/classes/fashiondress/TurnoftheCentury.htm"><br />Tara McGuiness, <span style="font-family:Arial;"><b>The History of Fashion and Dress</b></span></a>you are what you readhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17397887493073863245noreply@blogger.com0