Monday, August 30, 2010
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Just north of Florence on the Oregon Coast and hidden from the old highway
among the cliffs sits an elegantly rustic but updated abode with a self-composting toilet (much less scary than it sounds), loft bedrooms and a wooded or ocean view from every window.
From the parking space behind a large wooden fence covered with hanging moss, one winds along a hobbit trail through the woods and over stream...
...to the little cottage...
...where one is welcomed...
...by tulip and wine bouquets...
The loft bedrooms are a climb (one more than the other) but offer views looking out from the living room windows...
...the loft window...
...and the skylight literally just over bed and head...
With views stretching out over the tops of the cliffs...
...and the stunning, pounding surf of the ravine just below...
...we settled in for a quiet weekend of reading and snacking...
Or so we thought! The weather started out beautiful, just a little wind, then a few raindrops.
But sometime into the second day, a storm moved in, shaking the little house and pounding the surf with such force, I wondered if we would fly away. I even determined to take another outdoor shower in the wind and rain, rustling up my sense of adventure, certain it would be delightful if I just gave it a chance. Guess what!? I don't recommend it!
All in all, it was a perfect weekend, the weather even clearing up enough at one point to do some hiking and walks on the beach. And the stormy periods gave me cause to do a little antiquing in Florence which I might not have done with good weather.
Between the Herbs de Provence-covered pork roast and the cake and ice cream (I never miss it on my birthday), the books and the evenings spent watching old movies and Molly online in the Live Owl Box, awaiting her newest baby, we thoroughly enjoyed this Cottage of the Cliffs.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Monday, August 16, 2010
What's your favorite thing about Paris?!
(All photography copyright: Kirsten Steen)
Monday, August 9, 2010
with its artwork, gardens and vaulted arcades!
the Place was built by King Henry IV in the 1600's
and known as the Place Royal.
including poet Theophile Gautier, writer Alphonse Daudet (both at No. 8)
and Cardinal Richelieu (No. 21 from 1615-1627),
it was also home to the author of Paris' (likely) most famous stories:
'The Hunchback of Notre Dame' and 'Les Miserables'.
many of the pages for his famous 'Les Mis'.
It is now a museum dedicated to his life and work.
was once a favorite spot for duels.
While a favorite pasttime of walking the Place is poking in art shops...
(Had to take this one because, well, BECAUSE IT'S VENICE!)
(And loved how this piece, with light behind it,
creates a shadow of itself on the wall
and the shadow becomes the art).
and see inside the courtyards.
** He is known in France even more for his poetry than his novels.
Next time you're in Paris,
Maison de Victor Hugo
(All Photographs copyright: Kirsten Steen)
Friday, August 6, 2010
We tend to want to blame our world for what we find wrong with it.
Harder is to remember that our world is what we make it
If you want it better, think it better,
Like writing a book or a script,
And that old 'silver lining' cliche?
So, if you find you've been complaining a lot lately,
Monday, August 2, 2010
Last week, on the blog, we were back at Notre Dame
so I thought we'd start there again today.
One of my favorite parts of the cathedral
are the doors on the front ~ which I learned
on our recent tour are meant to be reminders of the
beauty of the Garden of Eden.
While my favorites are the doors,
"The Chef's" favorites are the stories told
around the doors and in the arches.
though on our last visit earlier this year,
I spent one day trying to write in as many places as I could possibly fit in:
I wrote in 2 cafes, 3 churches and 1 bookstore (Shakespeare and Co),
all in a single day.
I wouldn't say I got alot accomplished with
all that moving around but it made it quite interesting.
Random Writing Prompt:
Picture yourself sitting in Notre Dame right now,
notebook and pen in hand.
Inside the cathedral, time seems to stand still.
In your mind now, the date is 2050.
Write about what is going on outside Notre Dame in 2050
~or go the other way if you find it more interesting.
Write about what's happening outside the cathedral
(All photos copyright: Kirsten Steen)