It is entirely a different experience to celebrate a medieval festival in a castle. In the first picture my son holds a sword for the first time and wears a helmet. He was speechless and quite shocked at the weight of the sword. I believe he was quite relieved when we liberated him from theContinue reading “Fete Medievale 2011 Chateau de Joux”
Cortège des enfants Before arriving here I imagined I would have the adult experience of eating, drinking and celebrating until a late hour during the grape harvest festival in Nuechatel but when that day came I found myself enjoying the day festivities and watching the children’s procession with my family. I still recall theContinue reading “La Fête des Vendanges”
I find it sweet that my son tells me he wants to take pictures of me. I like his shots because they are full of angles and I can see the world through his perspective. I find I learn quite a bit from his passionate spirit about creation and how he sets up his shots.
The joys and adventures of childhood friendships are remarkable. One of the things I miss the most is watching Jean Pierre and Thatcher interact with one another and all the smiles and laughs they brought me. My home away from home is with this little guy and his mother, Lee Lee in Taos, New Mexico
It is hard to not to laugh and squeal at the sight of my son and his escargot clan. When we decided to make the move from Colorado to Neuchâtel I had no idea that Jean Pierre would get to Switzerland and bring back escargot from his outdoor excursions. I use to think escargot asContinue reading “Jean Pierre and his escargo clan”
My three year old son, the artist in thought. As a mother I find that it is important to allow my son to explore the arts. In fairness I provide him with the tools I would use. The tripod an easier way for him to take pictures with my heavy camera without dropping it. ThereContinue reading “Jean Pierre and his captures”
Hiking Mont d’Or I have crossed state lines from Colorado to Wyoming and back again, but this was my first time I crossed countries. It was a four hour hike starting in France crossing in and out of Switzerland and at the end we were charged by cows protecting their young. We got away andContinue reading “Living in Switzerland”