tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23448984115389098212024-10-04T14:31:22.799-07:00Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344898411538909821.post-38719996353681016682007-05-09T12:38:00.000-07:002008-12-12T20:56:01.333-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0c9-fXLIEWGLrqXNYnE-onHgkc7xkYjuse8dxkxX8iIt6AzWP1weOv2TaExsk5FHL11Pu0ccFzifPgr8zvNX2Wx3DLduIfAFsfsaYP_4fpIPBfebdW9p7xQjdlhyphenhyphenkEMCQ-KVVRz4apVA/s1600-h/Photo+113.png"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0c9-fXLIEWGLrqXNYnE-onHgkc7xkYjuse8dxkxX8iIt6AzWP1weOv2TaExsk5FHL11Pu0ccFzifPgr8zvNX2Wx3DLduIfAFsfsaYP_4fpIPBfebdW9p7xQjdlhyphenhyphenkEMCQ-KVVRz4apVA/s400/Photo+113.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062652541042722562" border="0" /></a>Il existe des silences immuables, fixés dans une rigidité définitive : silence des maisons abandonnées, des grandes étendues désertes, des êtres qui n'ont plus rien à se dire.<br /><br /><span class="B14 txtC30"></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="B14 txtC30">Anne Bernard</span><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344898411538909821.post-66604709968413880152007-04-02T15:18:00.000-07:002008-12-12T20:56:01.520-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQZ6TJRY_6oR3aKp2csNGzB3cKIe32SmX3hIsoPvf_E2F5NJwIdTXdifD6poWuyHdg3ce5VomsIW1GUlBYvsrPV4jmMxkkqiUNRxkLCNC1V0dga56NbPKbgcPvXmck_w0LDCcIm-CcvUg/s1600-h/P1000726.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQZ6TJRY_6oR3aKp2csNGzB3cKIe32SmX3hIsoPvf_E2F5NJwIdTXdifD6poWuyHdg3ce5VomsIW1GUlBYvsrPV4jmMxkkqiUNRxkLCNC1V0dga56NbPKbgcPvXmck_w0LDCcIm-CcvUg/s400/P1000726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048962265292775250" border="0" /></a>Langeac 2006<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Sois comme la fleur, épanouis-toi librement et laisse les abeilles dévaliser ton coeur !<br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="B14 txtC30">Râmakrishna</span><br /></div><span class="txtC40 B16"></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344898411538909821.post-78022576241159500532007-03-25T01:57:00.000-07:002008-12-12T20:56:01.937-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJA1yrB9BG8bIz27WHJzFIaz1YR22fAdVe2c1O_JCNJgGzwvCGwrwdt_ID7UJ8UbUp-EQ2V0uKqHd7DHSbVAa4OQfs9O366tHTftgCsfeN-skvEZer7mOgVbafkfUkVGkwLIF_e_AsxPk/s1600-h/P1030015.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJA1yrB9BG8bIz27WHJzFIaz1YR22fAdVe2c1O_JCNJgGzwvCGwrwdt_ID7UJ8UbUp-EQ2V0uKqHd7DHSbVAa4OQfs9O366tHTftgCsfeN-skvEZer7mOgVbafkfUkVGkwLIF_e_AsxPk/s400/P1030015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045783785242871570" border="0" /></a><span class="l">Ténérife</span><br />Iles Canaries<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><blockquote><br />Il y a tant d'égoïsme dans le coeur des hommes, tant d'intérêts personnels chez eux, que les belles initiatives viennent s'y briser comme les lames de la mer sur un rocher inébranlable.</blockquote>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344898411538909821.post-4275880814410879322007-03-25T01:44:00.000-07:002008-12-12T20:56:02.096-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUqc8omCK2peZSpOajzAIlahOfqF73ri4Dr8IYX9m_PKLFJYy_SfTPShWF8VDrspwiiAiWFfTIG6eCofzjQUpU1lpKJ0Na_sD9Wt516T_wUKJA9oNHl9jpyNjAzylDoAJGnlY4JnLmIqI/s1600-h/Los+Gigantes.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUqc8omCK2peZSpOajzAIlahOfqF73ri4Dr8IYX9m_PKLFJYy_SfTPShWF8VDrspwiiAiWFfTIG6eCofzjQUpU1lpKJ0Na_sD9Wt516T_wUKJA9oNHl9jpyNjAzylDoAJGnlY4JnLmIqI/s400/Los+Gigantes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045780551132497666" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Los Gigantes</span><br /><a href="http://www.chez.com/lfweb/tenerife.html" class="l"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></a><span class="l">Ténérife - Iles Canaries<br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><blockquote><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />L'honneur est comme une île escarpée et sans bord : On n'y peut plus rentrer dès que l'on est en dehors.</blockquote></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344898411538909821.post-8684747586043224862007-03-24T08:03:00.000-07:002008-12-12T20:56:02.281-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAdOtI6hoecqpxxnlNfNgzcef9HZj0kI8TRg__JKn1ToWpzhAjxm2cPRm7zJXEdl2iPUl07tLEqEqLUpqjjC0-RXNwmnUGYEiWOloCX8fsSAqiH_vymKLP-_ESXcEjjZl46id1-Hj3VP4/s1600-h/panier+de+crabes.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAdOtI6hoecqpxxnlNfNgzcef9HZj0kI8TRg__JKn1ToWpzhAjxm2cPRm7zJXEdl2iPUl07tLEqEqLUpqjjC0-RXNwmnUGYEiWOloCX8fsSAqiH_vymKLP-_ESXcEjjZl46id1-Hj3VP4/s400/panier+de+crabes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045552131886794450" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><span>On ne peut apprendre au crabe à marcher droit.</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344898411538909821.post-68696091794984370972007-03-23T16:23:00.000-07:002008-12-12T20:56:02.549-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDAZQrKOh3Qu_FdblJ5gRRO-LultZBaz-xGIpvdz1Q9afrCQdWMN1ls8E34NHxGbEFCBfv2cBfxDhjF8N7w0nnwTbngnD4AtmdvL9tNHZdTPXUhArZ-FbjCb1eX3nNpO01vpRUb6NTmIY/s1600-h/P1000071.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDAZQrKOh3Qu_FdblJ5gRRO-LultZBaz-xGIpvdz1Q9afrCQdWMN1ls8E34NHxGbEFCBfv2cBfxDhjF8N7w0nnwTbngnD4AtmdvL9tNHZdTPXUhArZ-FbjCb1eX3nNpO01vpRUb6NTmIY/s400/P1000071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045553149794043634" border="0" /></a><br />L'amour, c'est ainsi.<br /><br />Peu importe qu'il soit consommé, pourvu qu'il soit grand, si droit et si fort, et si puissant en toutes ses racines qu'il subsiste, comme la rose de pierre, par-delà tous les millénaires.<div style="clear: both; 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