Un Temps à Garder ... dans mon cœur. Réflexions sur ma famille, ma foi en quelques mots et de nombreuses images. A Time to Keep... in my heart. Musings about my family, my faith with a few words and many pictures.
vendredi, avril 22, 2011
The Crucifixion
The outdoor Way of the Cross in this video reminds me of the one at La Chapelle de la Réparation where my dad used to work as a printer when I was a little girl. We lived in a house on the monastery's property. It is now The Sanctuaire du Sacre-Coeur et de Padre-Pio.
Thank you Elizabeth for sharing these videos of Danielle Rose.
mardi, avril 19, 2011
Bonne Fête Papa!
| Felix, Matthias, Dominique |
| Ava Rose |
| Ava Rose |
| Leo |
| Leo |
| Dominique et Laurence |
| La fête de Dominique en février. |
| Emma et Tobias |
| Tobias |
| Le baptême de Tobias. Lydia et Félix sont parrain marraine. |
Matthias et l’évêque le jour de sa confirmation. |
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| Emma |
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| Maddie |
lundi, février 21, 2011
Countless Blessings
Ann, who lives way up in Canada, the country that is my own, a country that French Canadian singer and poet Gilles Vigneault calls Winter, tells us how to heal our broken places.
My country is not a country, it's winter
My garden is not a garden, it's a plain
My road is not a road, it's snow
My country is not a country, it's winter
In the white ceremony
In which the wind to snow marries
In this country of powdery
My father had his house built
And I am going to be faithful
To his way, to his model
The friends room will be such
That we will come from the other seasons
To build next to it
My country is not a country, it's winter
My chorus is not a chorus, it's a gust
My house is not a house, it's the cold
My country is not a country, it's winter
In my great solitary country
I scream before I shut myself up
To all men of the Earth
My house is your house
Between these four falls of ice
I take my time and my space
To make the fire and the place
For all the humans at the horizon
And humans are of my race
My country is not a country, it's winter
My garden is not a garden, it's a plain
My road is not a road, it's snow
My country is not a country, it's winter
My country is not a country, it's the other side
Of a country that was nor country nor homeland
My song is not a song, it's my life
It's for you that I want to posess my winters

Ann, who takes her time and her space to make the fire and the place for all the humans at the horizon, urges us to give thanks.
Let me pick up were I left and count the blessings of this day.
~31 This post and this one, about what happens when people care.
~32 Beautiful Elizabeth, her faith and her trust that defies all human reason.
~33 Warm tears tickling down my face as I read about wondrous love.
~34 The opportunity to give a sick mama a break.
~35 Round, rosy cheeks.
~36 Pale heather blue cotton sweater, blue socks peeking out of black leather mary janes, moonstone earrings.
~37 Warn breeze
~38 As I was strolling down Ava down the dusty path, meeting the man in brown, in the big brown truck, who gave me a brown box full of Moomintrolls books (just like Lydia), shh.... it's a secret gift for Friday's birthday boy.
~39 Buttery butterfly cookie with purple sprinkles, lovingly made by auntie Sara to delight Maddie.
~40 Wings to fly. Pink ones are the best, and even better if they have real feathers. Makes my heart flyes to see a little one twirling in them.
My country is not a country, it's winter
My garden is not a garden, it's a plain
My road is not a road, it's snow
My country is not a country, it's winter
In the white ceremony
In which the wind to snow marries
In this country of powdery
My father had his house built
And I am going to be faithful
To his way, to his model
The friends room will be such
That we will come from the other seasons
To build next to it
My country is not a country, it's winter
My chorus is not a chorus, it's a gust
My house is not a house, it's the cold
My country is not a country, it's winter
In my great solitary country
I scream before I shut myself up
To all men of the Earth
My house is your house
Between these four falls of ice
I take my time and my space
To make the fire and the place
For all the humans at the horizon
And humans are of my race
My country is not a country, it's winter
My garden is not a garden, it's a plain
My road is not a road, it's snow
My country is not a country, it's winter
My country is not a country, it's the other side
Of a country that was nor country nor homeland
My song is not a song, it's my life
It's for you that I want to posess my winters
Gilles Vigneault

Ann, who takes her time and her space to make the fire and the place for all the humans at the horizon, urges us to give thanks.
Let me pick up were I left and count the blessings of this day.
~31 This post and this one, about what happens when people care.
~32 Beautiful Elizabeth, her faith and her trust that defies all human reason.
~33 Warm tears tickling down my face as I read about wondrous love.
~34 The opportunity to give a sick mama a break.
~35 Round, rosy cheeks.
~36 Pale heather blue cotton sweater, blue socks peeking out of black leather mary janes, moonstone earrings.
~37 Warn breeze
~38 As I was strolling down Ava down the dusty path, meeting the man in brown, in the big brown truck, who gave me a brown box full of Moomintrolls books (just like Lydia), shh.... it's a secret gift for Friday's birthday boy.
~39 Buttery butterfly cookie with purple sprinkles, lovingly made by auntie Sara to delight Maddie.
~40 Wings to fly. Pink ones are the best, and even better if they have real feathers. Makes my heart flyes to see a little one twirling in them.
mardi, février 15, 2011
Maddy's Party
Saturday, we went to Maddy's maternal grandparents to celebrate Maddy's birthday.
| Leo is a natural at this! |
| Emma is giving it a fair turn! |
| Go for it Maddy! |
| OOPS! It's down but still intact! |
| OK, William hold it, but watch those fingers! |
| Good job! Enjoy! |
| I wonder who is having more fun? |
| Well it is hard to say... |
| Those two look quite happy! Thank you" muncle" Felix! |
| Isn't Madalyn radiant? |
| She received many ponies and horses gifts. |
| And her own Phoebe's mouse! Laurence made her a pegasus/unicorn birthday card. |
| Maddy hugged and thank him. But when you are eight years old, girl's hugs are,,, well...not so well received! |
| Happy Birthday little princess, we love you so much! |
jeudi, février 10, 2011
mercredi, février 09, 2011
Yarn Along (February 9, 2011)
Our computer crashed last week! I am hoping that this Yarn Along post will get me back into blogging a little more regularly. I want to participate again, like Lydia, to Ann's Multitudes on Mondays. And now that I have Elizabeth's book Small Steps for Catholic Moms it motivates me join her monthly Small Steps Together.
This week on my needles is a secret present for tomorrow's birthday girl. I will post pictures after her party, Saturday. Of course I am always working on more than one project and I couldn't wait to cast on this dreamy Midwinter Chroma fingering. I wanted something fairly simple, lacy and feminine. I choose Twilight from A Fine Fleece, a pattern easily memorized so that I can knit while praying or teaching.
The two books are very dear to my heart. Ann's deeply moving A Thousand Gifts is as Lydia says a must read! Ann's poetic blog is a rich banquet of words and pictures, go ahead and feast on it, it will fill you with grace. I read the first chapter while holding little Tobias on my chest... I ripping experience!
I finally have in my hands my dear friend Elizabeth's book Small Steps for Catholic Moms. The book itself is a treat to hold; it is velvety soft, reminding me of my gentle friend Elizabeth. Inside are words of wisdom from the saints; a quote a day, a prayer to meditate on these words, and a simple suggested action to put it all in practice. It is uncluttered, simple but profound. Let me also mention Elizabeth's blog, she so generously shares her gifts with us. I am forever thankful for her gentle presence in this world of harshness.
Books and knitting always come with tea... it's a given here. I am growing very fond of these two loose teas from the English Tea Store; Lady Londonderry, and Dorian Grey Blend. With a little half and half it's one of life simple pleasure.
This week on my needles is a secret present for tomorrow's birthday girl. I will post pictures after her party, Saturday. Of course I am always working on more than one project and I couldn't wait to cast on this dreamy Midwinter Chroma fingering. I wanted something fairly simple, lacy and feminine. I choose Twilight from A Fine Fleece, a pattern easily memorized so that I can knit while praying or teaching.
The two books are very dear to my heart. Ann's deeply moving A Thousand Gifts is as Lydia says a must read! Ann's poetic blog is a rich banquet of words and pictures, go ahead and feast on it, it will fill you with grace. I read the first chapter while holding little Tobias on my chest... I ripping experience!
I finally have in my hands my dear friend Elizabeth's book Small Steps for Catholic Moms. The book itself is a treat to hold; it is velvety soft, reminding me of my gentle friend Elizabeth. Inside are words of wisdom from the saints; a quote a day, a prayer to meditate on these words, and a simple suggested action to put it all in practice. It is uncluttered, simple but profound. Let me also mention Elizabeth's blog, she so generously shares her gifts with us. I am forever thankful for her gentle presence in this world of harshness.
Books and knitting always come with tea... it's a given here. I am growing very fond of these two loose teas from the English Tea Store; Lady Londonderry, and Dorian Grey Blend. With a little half and half it's one of life simple pleasure.
mercredi, janvier 26, 2011
Yarn Along (January 26, 2011)
Another Yarn Along with Ginny and friends
My internet connection has been terrible all day, so this will be brief. Blogger will not let me link either. I'll try to link tomorrow.
This week I made one mitten from my new Woodland Mittens kit from Knit Picks (sadly not available anymore). I first intended to give these mittens to Lydia for her birthday in March, but I must knit rather tightly because this one fits Laurence! That's OK, it will look very nice with his Robin Hood sweater (another unfinished project). You can see it in the background. The mitten is knitted with Palette.
At Laurence's request I made another pair of leggings. I realized I made a mistake in my last Yarn Along, the pattern is from the book Weekend Knitting, by Melanie Falick. This rainbow Chroma yarn is called Prism.
Lastly I worked on Ava's elephant. This was actually a Christmas present! I am hoping to have it done by the end of the week. Pear the Elephant is knitted with Swish, a washable merino yarn form Knit Picks.
I am reading and loving, Divine Intimacy: Meditations on the Interior Life for Every Day of the Liturgical Year, by Father Gabriel of St Mary Magdalen O. C. D.
Edited on 1/27/20011 to add links
My internet connection has been terrible all day, so this will be brief. Blogger will not let me link either. I'll try to link tomorrow.
This week I made one mitten from my new Woodland Mittens kit from Knit Picks (sadly not available anymore). I first intended to give these mittens to Lydia for her birthday in March, but I must knit rather tightly because this one fits Laurence! That's OK, it will look very nice with his Robin Hood sweater (another unfinished project). You can see it in the background. The mitten is knitted with Palette.
At Laurence's request I made another pair of leggings. I realized I made a mistake in my last Yarn Along, the pattern is from the book Weekend Knitting, by Melanie Falick. This rainbow Chroma yarn is called Prism.
Lastly I worked on Ava's elephant. This was actually a Christmas present! I am hoping to have it done by the end of the week. Pear the Elephant is knitted with Swish, a washable merino yarn form Knit Picks.
I am reading and loving, Divine Intimacy: Meditations on the Interior Life for Every Day of the Liturgical Year, by Father Gabriel of St Mary Magdalen O. C. D.
Edited on 1/27/20011 to add links
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