tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33492827244332939642011-07-30T19:27:33.124-07:00Willyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06934690583219911051noreply@blogger.comBlogger101100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349282724433293964.post-38588292381607681492009-06-19T11:47:00.000-07:002009-06-19T11:52:59.992-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_scve9D_N02o/SjveS-naGUI/AAAAAAAAACI/jy2iFOhXJUA/s1600-h/romeinse+villa+Ahrweiler+(10).JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349113400059894082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_scve9D_N02o/SjveS-naGUI/AAAAAAAAACI/jy2iFOhXJUA/s320/romeinse+villa+Ahrweiler+(10).JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_scve9D_N02o/SjvdsZ4HycI/AAAAAAAAACA/XL2X1RR7Va0/s1600-h/romeinse+villa+Ahrweiler+(2).JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349112737362856386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_scve9D_N02o/SjvdsZ4HycI/AAAAAAAAACA/XL2X1RR7Va0/s320/romeinse+villa+Ahrweiler+(2).JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#ccffff;">In 1980 vond men in Ahrweiler resten van een romeinse villa.</span></div><div><span style="color:#ccffff;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#ccffff;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#ccffff;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#ccffff;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#ccffff;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#ccffff;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#ccffff;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#ccffff;">De dame des huizes.</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349282724433293964-3858829238160768149?l=clovertje.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Willyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06934690583219911051noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349282724433293964.post-23727982143506616132009-06-17T11:12:00.000-07:002009-06-17T11:18:43.371-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_scve9D_N02o/SjkzYHFcdnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/o2-Cnc-T3eo/s1600-h/P1010127.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348362521790936690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_scve9D_N02o/SjkzYHFcdnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/o2-Cnc-T3eo/s320/P1010127.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_scve9D_N02o/Sjkyes7-R5I/AAAAAAAAABw/vxKb93vHUiM/s1600-h/P1010098.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348361535519344530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_scve9D_N02o/Sjkyes7-R5I/AAAAAAAAABw/vxKb93vHUiM/s320/P1010098.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#ffff99;">We zijn naar Remagen gereden om de resten van de beroemde brug over de rijn te zien.</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ffff99;">In de bruggehoofden is een museum ingericht. Deze is zeer indrukwekkend. </span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349282724433293964-2372798214350661613?l=clovertje.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Willyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06934690583219911051noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349282724433293964.post-23000736394755730602009-06-14T11:32:00.000-07:002009-06-14T11:47:20.758-07:00<div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_scve9D_N02o/SjVCm0OKdMI/AAAAAAAAABg/YAbKFbH1dA4/s1600-h/kaarten+1_0002.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 315px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347253367192843458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_scve9D_N02o/SjVCm0OKdMI/AAAAAAAAABg/YAbKFbH1dA4/s320/kaarten+1_0002.jpg" /></a><br /><br /></div><div>Is dit geen lief kindje!!</div><div><br /></div><div>Ik heb hierbij weer gebruik gemaakt van stempels en ingekleurd.<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_scve9D_N02o/SjVDQnajRjI/AAAAAAAAABo/C0B_l3hVBLg/s1600-h/kaarten+1_0001.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347254085309646386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_scve9D_N02o/SjVDQnajRjI/AAAAAAAAABo/C0B_l3hVBLg/s320/kaarten+1_0001.jpg" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Het idee voor deze kaart is eigenlijk ontstaan toen ik het bloemetje van een andere kaart een iets ander kleurtje groen wilde geven. </div><div>De op het kladje achtergebleven schaduweffect vond ik zo leuk dat ik het toen voor een kaart heb gebruikt. Nog een leuke stempel erbij en klaar was ik.<br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349282724433293964-2300073639475573060?l=clovertje.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Willyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06934690583219911051noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349282724433293964.post-8251097477815564062009-06-05T04:01:00.000-07:002009-06-05T04:04:53.127-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_scve9D_N02o/Sij7duEWAJI/AAAAAAAAABY/CsonlKDqzwY/s1600-h/kaart+2+4-6_0002.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 229px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343797445876121746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_scve9D_N02o/Sij7duEWAJI/AAAAAAAAABY/CsonlKDqzwY/s320/kaart+2+4-6_0002.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_scve9D_N02o/Sij7WSLizDI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Dx11qoQ-ZHE/s1600-h/kaart+2+4-6_0001.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343797318131043378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_scve9D_N02o/Sij7WSLizDI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Dx11qoQ-ZHE/s320/kaart+2+4-6_0001.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349282724433293964-825109747781556406?l=clovertje.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Willyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06934690583219911051noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349282724433293964.post-40029670041229225032009-06-04T05:20:00.001-07:002009-06-04T05:46:21.147-07:00<span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;">Romantische komedie naar een toneelstuk van Noel Coward waarin een jonge <span style="color:#ffffcc;">Engelsman zijn nieuwe flitsende Amerikaanse bruid meeneemt naar zijn ouders <img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343446401479475874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_scve9D_N02o/Sie8MPyGAqI/AAAAAAAAABI/tND_jMFzgnk/s320/easy+virtue+poster.jpg" />. </span></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;"></span><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"></span><span style="color:#ffffcc;"></span><br /><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffcc;">Ik heb genoten van deze film. </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Het speelt zich af in de jaren 20 van de vorige eeuw, in de tijd dat het voor de aristocratie moeilijk was om het hoofd boven water te houden, zowel maatschappelijk als financieel. </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Trouwen beneden je stand was "not done". En al helemaal niet met een buitenlandse.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Dus krijgt de kersverse bruid het er moeilijk mee.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Wat mij vooral aantrok in deze film zijn de scherpe dialogen en de humor. En, niet in het minst, de muziek. </span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349282724433293964-4002967004122922503?l=clovertje.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Willyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06934690583219911051noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349282724433293964.post-54003836785833425012009-06-02T10:23:00.000-07:002009-06-02T10:26:01.094-07:00Come and travel with me<br />Where we’ll go, we’ll see<br />I don’t wanna stay around<br />In the same place anymore<br />I want things to happen<br />I don’t wanna live a bore<br />Let's go south on a train<br />Let’s lean out the window pane<br />Feel the winds blow in the hair<br />Afternoon with its glowing air<br />I just wanna feel the blood flow<br />I just wanna go, go, go<br />Where the reason is strong<br />And the logic is weak<br />I just wanna be me, me<br />Oh, can’t you see<br />What else could I be?<br /><br />— Lars Eriksson,<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349282724433293964-5400383678583342501?l=clovertje.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Willyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06934690583219911051noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349282724433293964.post-59550636655121968412009-06-02T10:17:00.000-07:002009-06-02T10:21:11.741-07:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Deze quote werd me toegezonden en is helemaal van toepassing.</span><br /><br /><em>Something that involves travel, that is all I ever wanted to do. I want to be a professional ‘vacationist’.<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></em><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">— Alison Armitrage </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349282724433293964-5955063665512196841?l=clovertje.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Willyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06934690583219911051noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349282724433293964.post-3380082778886051252009-05-29T10:35:00.000-07:002009-05-29T10:43:24.219-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_scve9D_N02o/SiAdBrDKghI/AAAAAAAAABA/zr-ya3sZHdA/s1600-h/kaart.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 307px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341301072634479122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_scve9D_N02o/SiAdBrDKghI/AAAAAAAAABA/zr-ya3sZHdA/s320/kaart.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Op de donderdagavond zijn mijn vriendin en ik vaak bij Anna op zolder bezig met knutselen.</div><div>De ene keer maken we kaarten (zie afbeelding), de andere keer schilderen we of zijn we aan het scrappen.</div><div>We leren verschillende technieken gebruiken.</div><div>Het liefst werk ik met stempels.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349282724433293964-338008277888605125?l=clovertje.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Willyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06934690583219911051noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349282724433293964.post-58001739599251073552009-05-22T11:33:00.000-07:002009-05-22T11:39:32.238-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_scve9D_N02o/Shbwcphy2oI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Gzqu1lk4EAc/s1600-h/huis+in+kleur_kopie.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338718783268903554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_scve9D_N02o/Shbwcphy2oI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Gzqu1lk4EAc/s320/huis+in+kleur_kopie.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="color:#003300;">Dit is het resultaat van het harde werken van mijn ouders. Hier hebben ze 5 jaar lang aan gebouwd. Ik zie mijn moeder nog voor me toen ze de 2de hands bakstenen aan het schoonbikken was.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349282724433293964-5800173959925107355?l=clovertje.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Willyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06934690583219911051noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349282724433293964.post-56443138245654761062009-05-22T10:41:00.000-07:002009-05-22T10:50:22.545-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_scve9D_N02o/ShbkjTMiyvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TcsuVfEkegE/s1600-h/familiefoto+1_.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338705703393741554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_scve9D_N02o/ShbkjTMiyvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TcsuVfEkegE/s320/familiefoto+1_.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#663333;">Deze foto werd gemaakt in 1957 op de plek waar mijn ouders hun huis gebouwd hebben.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663333;">Dit huis stond (en staat) in Pearlstreet, Cloverdale, West Australië</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663333;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663333;">Ik loop nog steeds graag op blote voeten.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349282724433293964-5644313824565476106?l=clovertje.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Willyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06934690583219911051noreply@blogger.com0