Monthly Archives: June 2012
Tout est Poesie
“Everything is Poetry”…something to ponder for the weekend.
Paroles dans l’Air
which literally means “words in the air”, but the underlying meaning is “empty promises”….
Light at the end of the tunnel
“Sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together”.
Yes, another tunnel. Funny how when you get thru one, you feel relief and it doesn’t seem to cross your mind that there’s another one around the bend, somewhere, sometime. Not always bad, but a “tunnel” all the same.
The ebb and flow of life – riding the storms – basking in the calm – taking a day at a time.
Just try to remember from time to time to take a step back and look around you – appreciate all you have done, your friends past and present, the courage that is strong enough to rise within yourself to go forward.
PS: Some inspiration if you like this sort of thing:
http://www.marcandangel.com/2012/06/08/60-quotes-change-the-way-you-think/
Chateau de Puymartin
Tuesday morning I woke up early and decided to play tourist. I had been told by a friend that the Chateau de Puymartin (located between Sarlat and Les Eyzies) was really special, so I got into my car and headed south.
Puymartin is a gorgeous chateau with “human” proportions; it’s privately owned and currently lived in (lucky folks!). Visiting chateau’s which are furnished make them feel more inviting and almost “home-y”, but I personally still have a hard time imagining having to do the windows : )
I was in the first guided tour of the day and we were less than ten people and were thus lucky enough to visit the “Meditation Room” (when it’s busier, visitors visit a facsimile) as this is a one-of-a-kind room. All in hand painted wood paneling, it has never needed to be restored. You can see a few pics on this site (regular visitors are not allowed to take photos of the interiors).
The Chateau de Puymartin is haunted by “La Dame Blanche” (the White Lady), who was imprisoned for 15 years in a small tower room, then buried in its wall. We didn’t catch a glimpse of her even in the attic, but we were followed around by the chateau’s cat (“Chateau”: chat = cat, “teau” could mean toes?! – so Cat’s Toes?!
