<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062690550701907832</id><updated>2024-08-28T08:56:32.477+03:00</updated><category term="Mountains"/><category term="Flowers"/><category term="welcome"/><title type='text'>BEST QUOTES EVER</title><subtitle type='html'>When you succeeded to control your own person, only then you are a real winner!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haiclau.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062690550701907832/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haiclau.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Claudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13341391478761423326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uyFJP7VUwms/S3mwirBmjuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/OPKJ3wXiDIo/S220/my+face.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062690550701907832.post-7348069266840548273</id><published>2010-02-17T22:49:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T12:04:22.568+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mountains"/><title type='text'>The Parang Mountains - just black and white</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzZ5WcNHDe6BEeWUe7F7JDyKF3dCzRSuF3Tzuz0OqXkUfg1YfHhvqZR4uuk6eX3rpC0n4oOkyp5EZkHW4cGF_9phqI6mJKlMNedE0fGjJzSZKb6ZYNKQv2OT-RmcWiYUhkBaEOpC8ChX0/s1600-h/IMG_3817.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzZ5WcNHDe6BEeWUe7F7JDyKF3dCzRSuF3Tzuz0OqXkUfg1YfHhvqZR4uuk6eX3rpC0n4oOkyp5EZkHW4cGF_9phqI6mJKlMNedE0fGjJzSZKb6ZYNKQv2OT-RmcWiYUhkBaEOpC8ChX0/s320/IMG_3817.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439320514101435730&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;“All the birds have flown up and gone;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;A lonely cloud floats leisurely by.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;We never tire of looking at each other -  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Only the mountain and I.”   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Li Po - Alone Looking at The Mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKGuxJp1hwYUMwqIJbLBWThm2OLlzcYnQbuAe5aIR9CsrtXdx_iKC3BJeg0dxN3_rjZ8Atl_CWmkzf0a6C9Z_5SscUDIjATWwtjpjCBnV3WlyxhoecrV7PUIBc6QuMYsVHnq78i34xcJc/s320/IMG_3811.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439318744833824898&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; You ask me why I live on Green Mountain ?   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I smile in silence and the quiet mind.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Peach petals blow on mountain streams  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  To earths and skies beyond Humankind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidMhXSDjKaeYR8RtzrRCavgk3RgMCThiAmRuu-KOatnBZbGbLwUw8ZQihMimcascKkVyUmU_blWihTVN9sQIV2dhPM-IG9ywnK506KNnoWXxiztk9BIFGhF7mUvQCOR-jYc8hEEGsEP-Y/s320/IMG_3810.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439318106763538546&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;After the rain,   the empty mountain  at dusk  is full of autumn air.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;A bright moon  shines between the pines;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;The clear spring water  glides over the rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bamboo leaves rustling —  the washer-girls bound home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Water lilies swaying —  a fisher-boat goes down.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Never mind that  spring plants are no longer green.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I am here to stay  my noble friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Lx2glPBcecaoLVi-BH650Q0ZXMcq9j0Luy-g-dIP3hQVRHJ6mDcbnm0U-l6z2_sbbzjt6PsCk4oOP7jdWYpVFssvvKL7lzY3S5nNCOWTRsvbAm66Qhwa8JL0ocqoH5ufKDq6w_kuook/s320/IMG_3812.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439318646758466258&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;I can&#39;t do with mountains at close quarters - they are always in the way, and they are so stupid, never moving and never doing anything but obtrude themselves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge2jSSYIwGX7ss3q5voAyCbkXaeXzKFlzPCGx8tTD0DSkml17viMwGVd2exUfBqhuNUER1P78_XJcHGJ3MvmoCvfGNUmhwErXXQIYcpU2-tliOABdkPCMf9nBqnbphFYu7v2IL335W7ds/s1600-h/IMG_3828.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge2jSSYIwGX7ss3q5voAyCbkXaeXzKFlzPCGx8tTD0DSkml17viMwGVd2exUfBqhuNUER1P78_XJcHGJ3MvmoCvfGNUmhwErXXQIYcpU2-tliOABdkPCMf9nBqnbphFYu7v2IL335W7ds/s320/IMG_3828.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439318965139170802&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;I still love to walk in the mountains or be on the sea. I like to be in nature. Sometimes I bicycle. It&#39;s important to feel good with your body. The body is extremely important. If you feel good, you have more energy in your singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4UQYuRfCKUcPOWEl4bLy8qrLuDKTTDs1Z0p5kdlgWmKLekzYmsAE32G40EqdnPqS2dqqrcULFhwrpi4HJ0i_6AqkP9MptQgpUSGTPvbjeVn9CIwt30nULe2Fr3DObqNAVGggqi9G6umc/s1600-h/IMG_3807.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4UQYuRfCKUcPOWEl4bLy8qrLuDKTTDs1Z0p5kdlgWmKLekzYmsAE32G40EqdnPqS2dqqrcULFhwrpi4HJ0i_6AqkP9MptQgpUSGTPvbjeVn9CIwt30nULe2Fr3DObqNAVGggqi9G6umc/s320/IMG_3807.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439317986796069586&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;It&#39;s wonderful to be back. Back among the mountains that remind us of our vulnerability, our ultimate lack of control over the world we live in. Mountains that demand humility, and yield so much peace in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062690550701907832/posts/default/7348069266840548273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062690550701907832/posts/default/7348069266840548273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haiclau.blogspot.com/2010/02/parang-mountains-just-black-and-white.html' title='The Parang Mountains - just black and white'/><author><name>Claudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13341391478761423326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uyFJP7VUwms/S3mwirBmjuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/OPKJ3wXiDIo/S220/my+face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzZ5WcNHDe6BEeWUe7F7JDyKF3dCzRSuF3Tzuz0OqXkUfg1YfHhvqZR4uuk6eX3rpC0n4oOkyp5EZkHW4cGF_9phqI6mJKlMNedE0fGjJzSZKb6ZYNKQv2OT-RmcWiYUhkBaEOpC8ChX0/s72-c/IMG_3817.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062690550701907832.post-7192058327129744493</id><published>2010-02-17T08:14:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T12:03:44.872+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Flowers"/><title type='text'>Flowers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;„Flowers are love&#39;s truest language.” Park Benjamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.loganholmeflorist.com.au/upload/features/Image/Bridal/0003.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.loganholmeflorist.com.au/upload/features/Image/Bridal/0003.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Flowers always make people better, happier and more helpful; they are sunshine, food and medicine to the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://beautifulwallpapers.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/flower_tulips.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 408px; HEIGHT: 306px&quot; height=&quot;596&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://beautifulwallpapers.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/flower_tulips.jpg&quot; width=&quot;336&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&quot;Bread feeds the body, indeed, but flowers feed also the soul.&quot; The Koran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.1stopflorists.com/images/super/5697c_Fruits-and-Flowers-Basket.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 358px; HEIGHT: 369px&quot; height=&quot;498&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.1stopflorists.com/images/super/5697c_Fruits-and-Flowers-Basket.jpg&quot; width=&quot;450&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Flowers have an expression of countenance as much as men and animals. Some seem to smile; some have a sad expression; some are pensive and diffident; others again are plain, honest and upright, like the broad-faced sunflower and the hollyhock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://growingourown.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/sunflower-with-butterfly.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 374px; HEIGHT: 317px&quot; height=&quot;387&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://growingourown.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/sunflower-with-butterfly.jpg&quot; width=&quot;512&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;„Perfumes are the feelings of flowers.” Heinrich Heine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.roseandpearls.com/rose%20and%20pearls.bmp&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.roseandpearls.com/rose%20and%20pearls.bmp&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;„I&#39;d rather have roses on my table than diamonds on my neck.” Emma Goldman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.w4ca.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/d32.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 342px; HEIGHT: 342px&quot; height=&quot;379&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.w4ca.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/d32.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Flowers are the perfect way to show your feelings for someone you love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439301972918426786&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7x60rMMzjTXZfvJMSaX9bFKnGSDRnn-oBoMeVqt6aLd1NWTK2kjyaWd-uezWAoewjMeh9XiSyR1MvztPtbjZeWDOAl5gSgsOfh3OgHVqZoEKBa2Fw7QAqfzIHQf7ORzE7NRB_z4NJR3I/s320/Picture+188.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;“ Flowers are the sweetest things God ever made, and forgot to put a soul into.” Henry Beecher&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439303759681269042&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQZr1xkWoqeHU0F-bTadJ2j8H3EZyVf6gqQZ8MIJPbxNqOkcvAKD0FbnqiiFbjYp0naDAxcYBwYwDc2Vi0UQqAIWp-ZvNHJA-leSH3gbWOaTneIFCgkksepu9hdlds-PAmIQo8Wd2ZE8A/s320/Picture+191.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;“Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow.” Antonio Porchia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062690550701907832/posts/default/7192058327129744493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062690550701907832/posts/default/7192058327129744493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haiclau.blogspot.com/2010/02/flowers.html' title='Flowers...'/><author><name>Claudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13341391478761423326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uyFJP7VUwms/S3mwirBmjuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/OPKJ3wXiDIo/S220/my+face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7x60rMMzjTXZfvJMSaX9bFKnGSDRnn-oBoMeVqt6aLd1NWTK2kjyaWd-uezWAoewjMeh9XiSyR1MvztPtbjZeWDOAl5gSgsOfh3OgHVqZoEKBa2Fw7QAqfzIHQf7ORzE7NRB_z4NJR3I/s72-c/Picture+188.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062690550701907832.post-520677727764315847</id><published>2010-02-15T22:38:00.014+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T12:04:22.568+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mountains"/><title type='text'>The Parang Mountains - winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mountains have always been a refuge for people and will probably continue to be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uyFJP7VUwms/S3raCpf3XUI/AAAAAAAAACg/g2lA4l5DZTg/s1600-h/PC310397.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uyFJP7VUwms/S3raCpf3XUI/AAAAAAAAACg/g2lA4l5DZTg/s200/PC310397.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438899239037394242&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt; Situated in the west side of Southern Carpathians, &lt;st1:placename st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Parang&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Mountains&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; (called one of Europe last “hidden gems”) form the eastern barrier of the &lt;st1:place st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:placename st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Jiu&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Valley&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. The highest peak is Parangu Mare – 2518m and offers a spectacular view.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;                                                           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_MAboGUJvrqSmJkNxE8aMxdv3IGtNGnA0opMzq7DdTgu-8kyqOvJ9O9cmtVAzcsSyvOwvjSfXHRg6o-PemJwVQZxYnW9AmxnKIVtWTX-K4oOfoucyT2ZN6ZcGgem7pDxMzuCArkR6Tw8/s200/P1010564.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438901182300398274&quot; /&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;The Parang mountains are located in the south-western part of the Central-Meridional Carpathians. They are the tallest mountains from the local Parang-Cindrel mountain group and the second largest mountains in the Romanian Carpathians after the Fagaras mountains. They are situated between the Sureanu mountains (north), Latoritei mountains (north-east), Căpăţânii mountains (east), Valcanu mountains (west) and the Petrosani depression in the north-west.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot; align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTBKW7Z8OxJk2WLkEbO4evR0xcXKOxQEkRkwTqESnFnSUapSLoytGlviby9wRrW75WZ0c_nnRt_ddaWiBykjG_eeOzjfoEtEofY2zqDHoJoNucKiTT3qtvbcwZPqO7xgUhDSlQ8gUsrM4/s200/P1020576.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438901995231374850&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;These mountains are the perfect location to lose yourself in the misty landscape and mild springs, to step on the blossom field and feel you free. Villagers’ smile gives you a feeling of inner peace that makes you want to come back there. I’ll share with you some pictures: enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHPyAX8x7aG0VVkWbdfdpqAw0YUFuVp2Gek-7t93g-gmD_GXD7qi-KPoPfMEiC4okbA__s-cpcg3DLcaPhqhrs1VpAscC9y2RRo4LVaOxO-gZRmErtHM-V5r_PiphFp5ZTiyE-xjY5sqg/s200/P1020582.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438902611151470226&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;“A mountain is composed of tiny grains of earth. The ocean is made up of tiny drops of water. Even so, life is but an endless series of little details, actions, speeches, and thoughts. And the consequences whether good or bad of even the least of them are far-reaching.” Sivananda&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCuLkVtyOxdcBjVcK9Jc3I6zBCv0InFUO72EQyc7Dw4jq47PAPIOSLn46QsvcXYnkSYjRvnE-WO4zIHYyR9baYj97tJ4RRE-81F7fN5J0_EYigsLOdQKEugt3YgnTPYVuADnuuPAAX1XU/s200/P1020577.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438903149875194530&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;“There&#39;s a world out there, and you&#39;ve got to look at both sides of the mountain in your lifetime.” &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Bill Janklow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyFJP7VUwms/S3re7QBz9GI/AAAAAAAAAD0/VDMNpwR1GoA/s200/PC310382.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438904609499509858&quot; /&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;“It is not the mountain we conquer but ourselves.” Edmund Hillary&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyFJP7VUwms/S3rfY3N56qI/AAAAAAAAAD8/DEo8JCkAd1s/s200/PC310391.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438905118235421346&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;“Never measure the height of a mountain until you have reached the top. Then you will see how low it was.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyFJP7VUwms/S3rrc4JBicI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Tja_-dYFiuM/s200/PC310383.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438918381342394818&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&quot;I&#39;ve learned that everyone wants to live on top of the mountain, but all the happiness and growth occurs while you&#39;re climbing it.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmai3IHhxIphlL8VDM9sfFOI0RT-bQ2yyUuYIZDRxBSUdF4fiw57ARfWQ2tEIQxKrkoNVXP9BiKVIrEooychucDNO7xMnTLMju-YAkFYjGIBC3nyLXmN4hJVGCcASSz2lQKPGRsHdEY3g/s200/PC310366.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438919771991271426&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&quot;Only when you&#39;ve been in the deepest valley can you know how magnificent it is to be atop the highest mountain.&quot; Richard M. Nixon &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd94r6bsPN1BJ1026UnYaxRtnNS4PYya-d0Ypga_bvxu13AsmLStxfy313PE2CTBZNpSCkqsfZvLsV58TgTuiedoeerSI7rduoANULK_cXtG9ka8iwfafLrSvwKFMSSCcBoAm9hT3PRpw/s200/PC310378.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438920351691269186&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&quot;The man who removes a mountain begins by carrying away small stones.&quot; Chinese proverb&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMi5agJkNaAvZ8eO5h7xLLzNQZ7JmT0yr2dGcHN60e063ew5b6Xlz6uqGORMtzkQ_nogFQT46fUoidB3XiOASHtk-KemzcLE5CF488Ydv2Qw6Jf8748xr5xhfrXDrzjad8jRGJmTnQyBw/s200/PC310395.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438920803107300482&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;“I owned the world that hour as I rode over it. free of the earth, free of the mountains, free of the clouds, but how inseparably I was bound to them.” Charles Lindbergh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062690550701907832/posts/default/520677727764315847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062690550701907832/posts/default/520677727764315847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haiclau.blogspot.com/2010/02/winter.html' title='The Parang Mountains - winter'/><author><name>Claudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13341391478761423326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uyFJP7VUwms/S3mwirBmjuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/OPKJ3wXiDIo/S220/my+face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uyFJP7VUwms/S3raCpf3XUI/AAAAAAAAACg/g2lA4l5DZTg/s72-c/PC310397.JPG" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062690550701907832.post-7620622921250332275</id><published>2010-02-15T12:40:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T21:19:30.181+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="welcome"/><title type='text'>Welcome!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;&quot;&gt;Bun venit!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000066;&quot;&gt;Bun venit pe blog-ul meu! E un nou inceput si as vrea ca pe viitor sa impartasesc cu dvs. idei si opinii despre tot ce ne inconjoara!Va doresc o zi cat mai placuta, si va mai astept!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000066;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Welcome!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000066;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000066;&quot;&gt;Welcome to my blog! It is a new begining and I would like to share with you new ideas and opinions about all what it is around us! Have a nice day! 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