tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37268019421943326922012-01-27T09:13:04.813+01:00Juste envie de poser des mots, des images, des mots imagés...Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.comBlogger7821100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-60735320186603357512012-01-17T21:13:00.003+01:002012-01-17T21:18:25.065+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j4D7lgPNjbo/TxXWrOw6kSI/AAAAAAAAJX8/S1x6Dya8kK4/s1600/IMG_3536.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j4D7lgPNjbo/TxXWrOw6kSI/AAAAAAAAJX8/S1x6Dya8kK4/s400/IMG_3536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698696941693210914" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Toupie or not toupie ?...</span><br />Est-elle suspendue<br />A vos lèvres,<br />Un simple souffle<br />La remettant en mouvement ?...<br />Ou tient-elle<br />En équilibre<br />Entrainée par son élan ?...<br />Toupie or not toupie ?...<br />Est-ce vraiment<br />La question ?<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-6073532018660335751?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-978489519619941052012-01-15T21:31:00.003+01:002012-01-15T21:41:42.814+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zMgH7nvhOE0/TxM3vxpntGI/AAAAAAAAJXw/dWjIXVziK64/s1600/vasen.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zMgH7nvhOE0/TxM3vxpntGI/AAAAAAAAJXw/dWjIXVziK64/s400/vasen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697959247475094626" border="0" /></a></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;">(Photo : Vasen de Eric Johansson)</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />http://alltelleringet.com/<br /></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><span style="font-size:100%;">Faire<span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span> la part des choses...<br />Il faut parfois lâcher<br />Des "choses"<br />Quitte à ce qu'elles se brisent...<br />Pour éviter<br />De se briser soi-même...<br />Et puis rien n'empêche,<br />Si l'envie se fait sentir,<br />De prendre ensuite<br />Des cours de poterie<br />Afin de remodeler,<br />A son bon vouloir,<br />Des désirs évasifs...<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-97848951961994105?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-23996776407481956642011-12-29T21:02:00.007+01:002011-12-29T21:22:54.922+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OVuGWdN93g4/TvzI8-PhebI/AAAAAAAAJXk/kAEDrc-beb4/s1600/IMG_3542.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OVuGWdN93g4/TvzI8-PhebI/AAAAAAAAJXk/kAEDrc-beb4/s400/IMG_3542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691644978915277234" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;">(Dans le rôle de l'année à venir,</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;">à plus ou moins long terme,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Un cadeau,</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;">Une boite en bois</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Superbe,</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;">Peinte à la main au Cachemire)</span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br />Une année s'estompe,<br />Plus ou moins remplie,<br />Plus ou moins "digeste"...<br />Elle s'en va...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qL8V0tP4YxQ/TvzIiwIMSsI/AAAAAAAAJXY/wIRAiGavQ_Y/s1600/IMG_3539.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qL8V0tP4YxQ/TvzIiwIMSsI/AAAAAAAAJXY/wIRAiGavQ_Y/s400/IMG_3539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691644528449833666" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">En cette période,<br />J'ouvre la boite,<br />Je regarde,<br />Je me demande<br />Ce qu'il y a de plus,<br />Ou de moins,<br />Que dans la même boîte,<br />Il y a un an...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xW_15ssQUAM/TvzILXvuHjI/AAAAAAAAJXM/uyOx-uICy8A/s1600/IMG_3545.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xW_15ssQUAM/TvzILXvuHjI/AAAAAAAAJXM/uyOx-uICy8A/s400/IMG_3545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691644126767750706" border="0" /></a>Je remets les "compteurs" à zéro,<br />Je me dis tout ce que je vais faire,<br />Et ne plus faire...<br />Je vide la boite...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gZ00H3Rgd8Y/TvzH_gO5AoI/AAAAAAAAJXA/43pidt3kSwU/s1600/IMG_3546.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gZ00H3Rgd8Y/TvzH_gO5AoI/AAAAAAAAJXA/43pidt3kSwU/s400/IMG_3546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691643922887541378" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Alors,<br />Elle reprend des couleurs...<br />Telle la lampe d'Aladdin,<br />Je la caresse,<br />En formulant des vœux...<br />Pour vous souhaiter<br />Le meilleur pour 2012<br />Que cette année vous apporte<br />Des sourires, des joies,<br />Des envies, des bonheurs,<br />Tout ce que vous pouvez en espérer...<br />Sincèrement.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C_xsU2bTvk4/TvzHw89jOeI/AAAAAAAAJW0/gETpnlyfmMw/s1600/IMG_3547.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C_xsU2bTvk4/TvzHw89jOeI/AAAAAAAAJW0/gETpnlyfmMw/s400/IMG_3547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691643672901401058" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Et...<br />Vous savez quoi... ?<br />Elle a dit oui !<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-2399677640748195664?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-74522864436493236852011-12-23T21:05:00.002+01:002011-12-23T21:14:09.041+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w18H2FcrQ7M/TvTfbjUwv8I/AAAAAAAAJWo/JzKZbd_aMkU/s1600/IMG_7409.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w18H2FcrQ7M/TvTfbjUwv8I/AAAAAAAAJWo/JzKZbd_aMkU/s400/IMG_7409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689417893707562946" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;">(Photo : Philippe)</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span>De très bonnes fêtes à vous !<br />Je vous souhaite surtout...<br />De la chaleur humaine...<br />Elle n'a pas de prix<br />Et pourtant<br />C'est un trésor inestimable...<br />Elle réchauffe,<br />Fait sourire,<br />Éclaire...<br />C'est un très beau cadeau<br />Qui, en plus,<br />Peut se savourer chaque jour de l'année...<br />En revanche,<br />Je pense que,<br />Si elle manque en ces temps festifs,<br />Elle manque vraiment...<br />Alors, un sourire,<br />Un regard, une main tendue,<br />Une attention,<br />Une écoute,<br />Une pensée,<br />Il n'y a que l'embarras du choix,<br />Pour faire un beau présent...<br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-7452286443649323685?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-48866071362147994942011-12-18T20:47:00.002+01:002011-12-18T21:02:19.164+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TdWfBygS5fo/Tu5DnwPc94I/AAAAAAAAJWc/o93fxAHZPqI/s1600/42fd5620d-09fc-439d-b102-f1286d0f466d.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 357px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TdWfBygS5fo/Tu5DnwPc94I/AAAAAAAAJWc/o93fxAHZPqI/s400/42fd5620d-09fc-439d-b102-f1286d0f466d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687557729659189122" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><a href="http://www.altphotos.com/">http://www.altphotos.com/</a></em><em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></em></span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">A consommer sans modération...<br />Les mots se goûtent,<br />Se savourent...<br />Ils sont parfois crus...<br />Parfois fades...<br />Salés aussi,<br />Le récit pimenté...<br />On peut couper la parole,<br />Les livres,<br />Eux,<br />Ne demandent<br />Qu'à tourner la page.<br />Quand on cuisine quelqu'un,<br />Il arrive qu'il se livre...<br />Les mots nourrissent l'âme,<br />Il n'y a pas de recette...<br />Il suffit d'avoir "Fin"<br />Pour avoir envie...<br />De recommencer...<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-4886607136214799494?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-83079511517835445332011-12-14T21:15:00.003+01:002011-12-14T21:42:04.819+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Une belle "rencontre"...</span><br /></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Zucchero...<br />Et ses 10 musiciens...<br />Des cuivres, des violons,<br />Des guitares<br />Sa voix, éraillée et puissante,<br />Et surtout un plaisir commun à jouer...<br />D'abord, un morceau "ancien"<br />Pour goûter...</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sP5nAeh1ih4" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"></iframe><br />Et puis,<br />Pavarotti n'est plus,<br />Mais il revient,<br />Comme en coulisse...<br />Pour le concert de son ami Zucchero...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nFcz7VvBcUA" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"></iframe><br /><br />Dont le nouvel album "Chocabeck"<br />Est aussi à découvrir...<br />Bref, un superbe concert,<br />Cela faisait très longtemps<br />Que je n'avais pas vu toute la Bourse du Travail<br />Debout du début à la fin...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/D1XKz9mtuGk" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"></iframe></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-8307951151783544533?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-25350811417496708742011-12-10T21:31:00.003+01:002011-12-10T21:49:03.595+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W73d_KwW2o4/TuPCAR26OXI/AAAAAAAAJWQ/8ahcTlQrfUk/s1600/4133e5e31-222c-47f1-974a-ed70a5a3a186.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W73d_KwW2o4/TuPCAR26OXI/AAAAAAAAJWQ/8ahcTlQrfUk/s400/4133e5e31-222c-47f1-974a-ed70a5a3a186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684600464721197426" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><a href="http://www.altphotos.com/">http://www.altphotos.com/</a></em><em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></em></span><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;"><em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></em></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br /></span></span></em></span><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Portraits de femmes (18)</span><br />La femme "Et alors ?... "<br />"Une vie de barreau de chaise..."<br />Dit-on...<br />Même si,<br />Elle a pris de la hauteur...<br />On la juge,<br />On l'incrimine...<br />"Elle vit sa vie<br />Comme un homme !"<br />Dit-on...<br />Et alors ?...<br />C'est quoi le problème ?<br />Elle vit sa vie !<br />Elle porte le pantalon<br />Avec la grâce d'une danseuse,<br />Et le regard d'un lutteur,<br />Elle questionne...<br />Le respect n'est-il pas un dû réciproque ?...<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-2535081141749670874?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-59669159225951900192011-12-04T21:10:00.008+01:002011-12-04T21:31:00.082+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sUJADJOQ88M/TtvUt7kWdrI/AAAAAAAAJWE/UEx9AGDE2M4/s1600/IMG_3511.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sUJADJOQ88M/TtvUt7kWdrI/AAAAAAAAJWE/UEx9AGDE2M4/s400/IMG_3511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682369240407373490" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Elle ne voit et n'est que l'ombre d'elle même...</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PixRPWUkH9o/TtvUiIjynII/AAAAAAAAJV4/VFW7JDMB4-w/s1600/IMG_3513.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PixRPWUkH9o/TtvUiIjynII/AAAAAAAAJV4/VFW7JDMB4-w/s400/IMG_3513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682369037736254594" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Peu à peu, "pas" à pas...</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nfmfwbaZqWc/TtvUbVaa7qI/AAAAAAAAJVs/8ffhePZe3AQ/s1600/IMG_3514.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nfmfwbaZqWc/TtvUbVaa7qI/AAAAAAAAJVs/8ffhePZe3AQ/s400/IMG_3514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682368920927530658" border="0" /></a>L'origine de l'ombre lui apparait...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FbMAay6ZtuE/TtvUQ8dkfKI/AAAAAAAAJVg/9233JYNw300/s1600/IMG_3512.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FbMAay6ZtuE/TtvUQ8dkfKI/AAAAAAAAJVg/9233JYNw300/s400/IMG_3512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682368742431161506" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span>Tout est question d'éclairage<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-spCjxvHewCw/TtvUHNOtggI/AAAAAAAAJVU/o0Iu9CICYyE/s1600/IMG_3515.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-spCjxvHewCw/TtvUHNOtggI/AAAAAAAAJVU/o0Iu9CICYyE/s400/IMG_3515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682368575133549058" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Et de point de vue...<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-5966915922595190019?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-80592046606875183332011-11-26T21:12:00.004+01:002011-11-26T23:26:16.522+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MC4oCz9aP2Q/TtFITPZlRqI/AAAAAAAAJUw/Wi1XZHu0JaU/s1600/photo-1.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MC4oCz9aP2Q/TtFITPZlRqI/AAAAAAAAJUw/Wi1XZHu0JaU/s400/photo-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679400100479452834" border="0" /></a></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;">Du même tonneau...</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Une visite lors du Beaujolais nouveau</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Chez un viticulteur passionné,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Qui nous a accueillis,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Nous a patiemment expliqué</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">La façon qu'il avait</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">De cultiver sa vigne,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Avec son cheval,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Un homme intéressant,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Plein de respect</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pour ceux qui ne pensaient pas comme lui...</span></span><br />Qui, après nous avoir fait goûté son vin,<br />Nous a dit qu'il n'avait rien à vendre...<br />Un passionné par ce qu'il fait...<br />Les passionnés sont tous du même tonneau,<br />Quel que soit le domaine,<br />Agriculture, musique, peinture,<br />Ils parlent avec tant de conviction<br />De ce qui nourrit surtout leur âme,<br />Qu'ils vous abreuvent<br />De vraie vie...<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-8059204660687518333?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-56663829743094456812011-11-24T21:07:00.006+01:002011-11-25T21:03:13.613+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LTaqMAIi8C0/Ts6kKBkC65I/AAAAAAAAJUg/VmjxBiOQ300/s1600/P1000924Ray.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LTaqMAIi8C0/Ts6kKBkC65I/AAAAAAAAJUg/VmjxBiOQ300/s400/P1000924Ray.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678656672286043026" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;">(Merci à <a href="http://entrevuesetmoi.blogspot.com/">Ray</a>)</span><br /><br />L'appel du large,<br />Ou la ligne de fuite...<br />Elle s'était assise sur le quai,<br />Un peu loin...<br />Juste pour prendre du recul,<br />Se laisser penser...<br />Le ciel et les nuages<br />S'étaient donné le mot...<br />Ils convergeaient...<br />Les projecteurs du crépuscule<br />Donnaient toute leur énergie<br />A éclairer l'ailleurs...<br />Le vent décoiffait même les palmiers,<br />Dont la chevelure semblaient comme aspirée<br />Vers une destination<br />Qu'elle seule connaissait...<br />Elle se laissa "portée"<br />Par la barrière du quai...<br />Et se mit à chanter...<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-5666382974309445681?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-49493064158288129392011-11-21T21:54:00.002+01:002011-11-21T22:06:55.793+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WykLtDulXK4/Tsq7JCHjV-I/AAAAAAAAJUU/XtkIAMikwkI/s1600/IMG_3489.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WykLtDulXK4/Tsq7JCHjV-I/AAAAAAAAJUU/XtkIAMikwkI/s400/IMG_3489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677556044115695586" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Emerveillements (5)<br />Le "s" a son importance,<br />Car l'émerveillement procède<br />En plusieurs strates,<br />C'est un peu,<br />Je pense,<br />Un état d'esprit...<br />D'abord, il y a l’œil,<br />Qui regarde,<br />Apprécie les couleurs<br />S'étonne...<br />Jusqu'à parler au cerveau<br />Et lui dire,<br />Fais une photo...<br />Ça peut paraître curieux<br />De photographier son assiette...<br />Première étape.<br />D'avoir pris ce recul<br />Permet de se dire<br />Que c'est "merveilleux"<br />De manger à sa faim,<br />Deuxième étape.<br />Et puis, ça va refroidir,<br />Alors, on goûte...<br />Mais autrement,<br />On savoure,<br />Chaque couleur a un goût,<br />Chaque forme a une saveur,<br />Et des carottes, haricots verts,<br />Accompagnés d'un œuf,<br />Deviennent une grande recette...<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-4949306415828812939?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-36540374327153523232011-11-18T21:13:00.005+01:002011-11-18T21:21:40.962+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5t-JT8Y4Dbs/Tsa80qgNa2I/AAAAAAAAJUI/VmHxF908okc/s1600/DSC08018.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5t-JT8Y4Dbs/Tsa80qgNa2I/AAAAAAAAJUI/VmHxF908okc/s400/DSC08018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676431993295694690" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >(Photo Croatie : Sylvie D.)</span><br /><br />La nature nous parle de...<br />"L'effet Lure"...<br />Le fameux effet<br />Qui laisse passer la lumière<br />Qui permet à ce bouquet improbable<br />D'exister...<br />Cette brèche,<br />C'est un accident,<br />Une cassure,<br />Mais aussi et surtout<br />In fine...<br />Une ouverture...<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-3654037432715352323?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-63644031578999783362011-11-14T21:01:00.004+01:002011-11-14T21:31:34.595+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-voWUzeiDW7Q/TsFz46Z_YCI/AAAAAAAAJT8/Lgjd_NiZuXM/s1600/IMG_0245.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-voWUzeiDW7Q/TsFz46Z_YCI/AAAAAAAAJT8/Lgjd_NiZuXM/s400/IMG_0245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674944427051671586" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A une lettre près...<br />En plus ou en moins...<br />Ou même à la place...<br />Rose, pose, ose...<br />Me détester, Me délester...<br />Regard, égard...<br />Soin, soi, moi...<br />Il faut beaucoup d'énergie<br />Pour déplacer les lettres,<br />Il faut du temps,<br />Elle sont bien "encrées".<br />Si sol si ré la mi la<br />Ce n'est pas<br />Si fa si la...<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-6364403157899978336?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-18664288575303107132011-11-08T21:51:00.004+01:002011-11-09T21:00:31.112+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GDHqYQOAzrM/TrmWcpMOsrI/AAAAAAAAJTw/sC-xcaxqu6o/s1600/image0.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GDHqYQOAzrM/TrmWcpMOsrI/AAAAAAAAJTw/sC-xcaxqu6o/s400/image0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672730624487502514" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Surtout ne pas s'oublier...<br />L'oiseau s'en est allé...<br />N'ayant jamais eu la clé,<br />Il a mis toutes ses forces<br />A briser les barreaux de sa cage...<br />Il a mis encore plus de temps<br />A nouer les mouchoirs<br />Dans lesquels il pleurait sa liberté...<br />Il avait juste oublié...<br />Qu'il savait voler...<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-1866428857530310713?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-67607634494424224572011-11-05T21:21:00.002+01:002011-11-05T21:30:38.303+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oYM3U_h2zgY/TrWbOoTmL8I/AAAAAAAAJTk/gjww5b5bLX4/s1600/49779b381-7130-4980-b437-9e8aa31f3126.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oYM3U_h2zgY/TrWbOoTmL8I/AAAAAAAAJTk/gjww5b5bLX4/s400/49779b381-7130-4980-b437-9e8aa31f3126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671609981383094210" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></em></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><a href="http://www.altphotos.com/">http://www.altphotos.com/</a></em><em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></em></span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />Portraits de femmes (17)<br />La femme palier...<br />(Pas liée... )<br />Est-elle descendue...<br />Ou monter ?<br />Qui peut dire<br />S'il y a d'autres étages<br />Et à quel endroit<br />Elle en est ?<br />Ce qui compte<br />C'est qu'elle s'est posée<br />Devant la fenêtre...<br />Son regard semble regarder vers le bas...<br />Vers la rue,<br />Vers la vie...<br />Sœur Anne,<br />Ne vois-tu rien venir ?<br />Ou te rends-tu compte,<br />Enfin,<br />Du haut de ta tour,<br />Que tu es capable<br />D'y voir...</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-6760763449442422457?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-80510540625608658582011-10-30T20:57:00.005+01:002011-10-30T21:14:45.794+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_FzQk9RJRrw/Tq2sjWAA_YI/AAAAAAAAJTA/oT43sWRa2F0/s1600/IMG_2711.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_FzQk9RJRrw/Tq2sjWAA_YI/AAAAAAAAJTA/oT43sWRa2F0/s400/IMG_2711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669377229130366338" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;">(Québec)<br /></span><br />De l'imaginaire à la réalité...<br />Ou l'inverse...<br />Imaginons justement<br />Quelqu'un qui "tomberait" sur ce tableau<br />Sans jamais avoir vu un pareil animal...<br />Ne se dirait-il pas<br />Qu'il faut avoir une sacrée imagination<br />Pour créer ces zébrures improbables... ?<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--HswHzqj6l8/Tq2umVXYolI/AAAAAAAAJTY/HIJxa6xRxqE/s1600/464038bbf-bd61-4e25-bc60-1c5fa33a5d6e.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--HswHzqj6l8/Tq2umVXYolI/AAAAAAAAJTY/HIJxa6xRxqE/s400/464038bbf-bd61-4e25-bc60-1c5fa33a5d6e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669379479522812498" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">La nature est artistique,<br />Et l'exposition est ouverte,<br />En permanence,<br />Il "suffit" de s'étonner gratuitement...<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-8051054062560865858?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-26113658860707179942011-10-26T21:09:00.003+02:002011-10-26T21:20:51.050+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WSNdQAGT3DQ/TqhbKD0QtiI/AAAAAAAAJP8/kdfaJZKbFq0/s1600/IMG_2753.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WSNdQAGT3DQ/TqhbKD0QtiI/AAAAAAAAJP8/kdfaJZKbFq0/s400/IMG_2753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667880359427094050" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;">(Québec)</span><br /><br />Et si...<br />J'accepte de réaliser<br />Que la tempête<br />Est le plus souvent...<br />A l'intérieur...<br />Et si...<br />Je prends le temps...<br />De prendre du recul...<br />De l'autre côté du trottoir,<br />Je parviens au moins<br />A regarder ma météo<br />D'un œil plus objectif...<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-2611365886070717994?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-48319613571407661252011-10-24T21:36:00.003+02:002011-10-24T21:45:41.495+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--uUnigyPBts/TqW-nON4JxI/AAAAAAAAJPw/ABM5SUInE5Y/s1600/IMG_2790.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--uUnigyPBts/TqW-nON4JxI/AAAAAAAAJPw/ABM5SUInE5Y/s400/IMG_2790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667145287156115218" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;">(Québec)<br /><br /></span>Une ombre portée...</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Par un cadre...</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Une ombre dessinée</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Qui existe...</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Sans soleil...</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Une ombre</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Qui reste sensible</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A l'ombre...</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Malgré tout...</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">La sensibilité reflète et révèle.</span>..<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-4831961357140766125?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-31405145593992172392011-10-22T21:04:00.006+02:002011-10-22T21:22:26.016+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_9VjAfbUl-0/TqMUGQrptkI/AAAAAAAAJPA/Yn84ZX9jesQ/s1600/IMG_3479.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_9VjAfbUl-0/TqMUGQrptkI/AAAAAAAAJPA/Yn84ZX9jesQ/s400/IMG_3479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666394853952042562" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Encore une question de lumière,</span></span><br />D'exposition...<br />Notre société a pris<br />La mauvaise habitude<br />De ne reconnaître,<br />De ne glorifier,<br />Que ce qui est exposé,<br />Surexposé,<br />Trop souvent...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KqJq7qeK3wg/TqMVeFqLq_I/AAAAAAAAJPk/QbW60oQlZAY/s1600/IMG_3480.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KqJq7qeK3wg/TqMVeFqLq_I/AAAAAAAAJPk/QbW60oQlZAY/s400/IMG_3480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666396362821577714" border="0" /></a>Pourtant,<br />Si on revient,<br />A l'individu,<br />Une ou un de ceux et celles qui constituent<br />Cette société,<br />On ne peut que constater<br />Qu'il ou elle n'est vraiment lui-même<br />Que hors des lumières,<br />Dans le quotidien,<br />Au jour le jour.<br />Tout ceci pour dire,<br />Que si la lumière éclaire,<br />Elle peut aussi éteindre.<br /><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_9VjAfbUl-0/TqMUGQrptkI/AAAAAAAAJPA/Yn84ZX9jesQ/s1600/IMG_3479.JPG"><br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-3140514559399217239?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-56503490161382517952011-10-20T20:51:00.006+02:002011-10-20T21:02:13.509+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fjAKcZBAe_A/TqButlwMQUI/AAAAAAAAJO0/8lQcEibA2ik/s1600/IMG_3450.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fjAKcZBAe_A/TqButlwMQUI/AAAAAAAAJO0/8lQcEibA2ik/s400/IMG_3450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665650060739494210" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Se fier à la lueur...<br />Dans nos prisons intérieures,<br />Si on l'aperçoit,<br />Il faut écarquiller les yeux,<br />S'appliquer à chercher<br />Des sorties...</span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ypqt4bCYBM/TqBujgmBmHI/AAAAAAAAJOo/m1Pt3y4jbI0/s1600/IMG_3449.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ypqt4bCYBM/TqBujgmBmHI/AAAAAAAAJOo/m1Pt3y4jbI0/s400/IMG_3449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665649887555983474" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">En avançant,<br />On commence à savoir voir...<br />A travers les lignes...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XKDxsC7iaww/TqBuYpbjqkI/AAAAAAAAJOc/CKdLnA1-zUA/s1600/IMG_3452.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XKDxsC7iaww/TqBuYpbjqkI/AAAAAAAAJOc/CKdLnA1-zUA/s400/IMG_3452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665649700949436994" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Et peu à peu,<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gxw2-1Sm2XQ/TqBuN2BOfBI/AAAAAAAAJOQ/z5TjRf0V6Us/s1600/IMG_3451.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gxw2-1Sm2XQ/TqBuN2BOfBI/AAAAAAAAJOQ/z5TjRf0V6Us/s400/IMG_3451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665649515350096914" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D'instants de découragement,<br />A de belles énergies<br />Qui se font jour...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wmksXGLQY8c/TqBuELZbdPI/AAAAAAAAJOE/HDj8Z5tJDAs/s1600/IMG_3447.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wmksXGLQY8c/TqBuELZbdPI/AAAAAAAAJOE/HDj8Z5tJDAs/s400/IMG_3447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665649349290063090" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">L'arbre de vie<br />Renait de ses racines...<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-5650349016138251795?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-66466748505313716782011-10-17T21:57:00.003+02:002011-10-17T22:07:53.878+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ev2Bid0lNz0/TpyJQgtn56I/AAAAAAAAJN4/Orx_VSWtq40/s1600/IMG_3419.JPG"><br /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyB0PJ9X-9k/TpyJC2wmPMI/AAAAAAAAJNs/2hebGCrVFhk/s1600/IMG_3420.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyB0PJ9X-9k/TpyJC2wmPMI/AAAAAAAAJNs/2hebGCrVFhk/s400/IMG_3420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664553113477332162" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Les flamants osent,<br />Et moi aussi...<br />Laissez votre regard<br />Se poser en imaginant<br />Que vous n'en avez jamais vu,<br />Regardez les<br />En vous autorisant<br />A vous étonner...<br />Juchés sur une patte,<br />Comme en équilibre...<br />Création esthétique,<br />Et ce flou qui ondule la verticalité...</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ev2Bid0lNz0/TpyJQgtn56I/AAAAAAAAJN4/Orx_VSWtq40/s1600/IMG_3419.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ev2Bid0lNz0/TpyJQgtn56I/AAAAAAAAJN4/Orx_VSWtq40/s400/IMG_3419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664553348077447074" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Ce flou qui image<br />Ce que les autres perçoivent de nous,<br />Ou ce que nous leur montrons...<br />Ce flou qui image<br />Que ce qui importe<br />C'est le fond<br />Et non la forme...</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-6646674850531371678?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-16185988009932385262011-10-15T22:32:00.002+02:002011-10-15T22:37:42.754+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nRkIivthl-g/TpnuKEc3EOI/AAAAAAAAJNg/3x9JKNhRrt4/s1600/IMG_3377.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nRkIivthl-g/TpnuKEc3EOI/AAAAAAAAJNg/3x9JKNhRrt4/s400/IMG_3377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663819863156003042" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Pile ou face...<br />Mots croisés,<br />Images reflets...<br />Ombres et lumières...<br />Bleus et noir...<br />Le décor<br />Et l'envers...<br />Calligraphie<br />De la nature...<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-1618598800993238526?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-27409179482822968462011-10-11T21:09:00.003+02:002011-10-11T21:25:20.689+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cyC1MhdRaAY/TpSUzZbHK9I/AAAAAAAAJNI/R4Jj_1H_mz4/s1600/IMG_3445.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cyC1MhdRaAY/TpSUzZbHK9I/AAAAAAAAJNI/R4Jj_1H_mz4/s400/IMG_3445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662314242230397906" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Regarder autrement...<br />Soit...<br />Ne voir que les contraintes,<br />Les obligations,<br />Le cadre imposé...<br />Ressentir comme un poids<br />L'espace familial,<br />Le chemin de la vie,<br />Les difficultés,<br />Ce qui nous a amené<br />A être ce que nous sommes...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UXvnE3rUYpI/TpSVDKp02vI/AAAAAAAAJNU/4gcB2Tacbx4/s1600/IMG_3441.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UXvnE3rUYpI/TpSVDKp02vI/AAAAAAAAJNU/4gcB2Tacbx4/s400/IMG_3441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662314513143487218" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Ou bien...<br />Voir cette tête et ce cœur<br />Qui se redressent,<br />Fières de ce qu'ils sont devenus,<br />S'appuyant sur une encolure<br />Qui semblait bien souvent<br />Trop étroite...<br />Et se dire<br />Tu t'en es bien sortie...<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-2740917948282296846?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-8012641106760694012011-10-09T20:56:00.007+02:002011-10-09T21:15:38.057+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vTnz8kyIp_U/TpHuuM8p7tI/AAAAAAAAJMY/YQ3bbY68rmI/s1600/IMG_3371.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vTnz8kyIp_U/TpHuuM8p7tI/AAAAAAAAJMY/YQ3bbY68rmI/s400/IMG_3371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661568684098449106" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"Rien ne se perd,<br />Rien ne se crée,<br />Tout se transforme",<br />La loi de Lavoisier...<br />Cet arbre centenaire<br />Pourrait la confirmer...<br />Il est là depuis des lustres,<br />Dans les Dombes,<br />Il se retrouve maintenant<br />Inclus dans le Parc des Oiseaux,<br />Un endroit à découvrir,<br />A Villars-les-Dombes,<br />Non loin de Lyon...<br />Il est témoin d'un passé,<br />Pourquoi les arbres ne parlent-ils pas ?<br />Il est présent,<br />Et bien présent,<br />Il se retrouve protégé,<br />Dans un endroit où les oiseaux<br />Viennent se poser<br />Lors de leurs migrations,<br />Si vous avez l'occasion,<br />Rendez lui visite,<br />Vous pourrez aussi assister<br />A un spectacle d'oiseaux en vol,<br />Superbe...<br /></span><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LTewapxvQe8/TpHw9Dh-suI/AAAAAAAAJMg/y8MZUlFDv0Q/s1600/IMG_3393.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LTewapxvQe8/TpHw9Dh-suI/AAAAAAAAJMg/y8MZUlFDv0Q/s400/IMG_3393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661571138291938018" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IsUJyjrhT84/TpHxMzjMnJI/AAAAAAAAJMo/7cawiiZUHtg/s1600/IMG_3404.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IsUJyjrhT84/TpHxMzjMnJI/AAAAAAAAJMo/7cawiiZUHtg/s400/IMG_3404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661571408879983762" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Tant d'autres...<br />Dont je n'ai pu saisir le vol...<br />Mais imaginez seulement...<br /></span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U7hcPH5Qpg/TpHyCE3pL-I/AAAAAAAAJMw/oB1hNo7Srs0/s1600/IMG_3413.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U7hcPH5Qpg/TpHyCE3pL-I/AAAAAAAAJMw/oB1hNo7Srs0/s400/IMG_3413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661572324062212066" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W5Y-2uHW1tM/TpHyuRG5iiI/AAAAAAAAJNA/-WzUON6tNZE/s1600/IMG_3406.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W5Y-2uHW1tM/TpHyuRG5iiI/AAAAAAAAJNA/-WzUON6tNZE/s400/IMG_3406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661573083261667874" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-801264110676069401?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-62963108383589942432011-10-07T21:19:00.003+02:002011-10-07T21:30:45.288+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kejwQdozN3A/To9QyUE_ejI/AAAAAAAAJMQ/VljaQi090wc/s1600/28%2Bcopier.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kejwQdozN3A/To9QyUE_ejI/AAAAAAAAJMQ/VljaQi090wc/s400/28%2Bcopier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660832081941330482" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;">(Malte - Photo de Marie)<br /><br />Le troisième larron,</span><br />Un chien,<br />Il se retourne,<br />Lui,<br />Se sent regardé...<br />L'instinct, peut-être...<br />Peut-être est-il plus à l'écoute ?<br />Moins dans sa tête...<br />Il n'a pas de collier,<br />Est-il perdu pour autant ?<br />Il "semble" avoir trouvé<br />Sa place,<br />Lui au moins...<br />Il ne lui manque que la parole<br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Diraient certains,</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Il suffit d'agrandir l'image</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Pour se rendre compte</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Que son regard en dit long...</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-6296310838358994243?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-4685975365755497562011-10-06T20:55:00.004+02:002011-10-06T21:07:08.860+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aLAgAmJ8XZQ/To356zNhw8I/AAAAAAAAJMI/X47O_RhF0qc/s1600/20%2Bcopier.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aLAgAmJ8XZQ/To356zNhw8I/AAAAAAAAJMI/X47O_RhF0qc/s400/20%2Bcopier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660455095249257410" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">(Malte - Photo de Marie)<br /><br />Et elle,<br />D'où vient-elle ?<br />Où va-t-elle ?<br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A-t-elle cherché à le suivre,<br />A le rattraper ?<br />Le connait-elle seulement ?<br />Tant de vies qui se côtoient,<br />Avec ou...<br />Sans perpendiculaire<br />Qui pourrait les relier...<br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Ou peut-être...<br />Joue-t-elle à la marelle,<br />De Terre à Ciel ?<br />Sous l'influence...<br />D'une bouffée d'enfance...<br />Sort-elle de ce numéro 3<br />Qui semble s'imposer<br />Au premier plan...<br />Jamais 2 sans 3...<br />Il manque donc<br />Une autre photo...<br /></span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-468597536575549756?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-90025510425351009242011-10-04T21:06:00.002+02:002011-10-04T21:15:48.411+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6S7tx6LnYoA/TotZfKhHFTI/AAAAAAAAJMA/pqFjtkk9Das/s1600/30%2Bcopier.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6S7tx6LnYoA/TotZfKhHFTI/AAAAAAAAJMA/pqFjtkk9Das/s400/30%2Bcopier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659715748655207730" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">(Malte - Photo de Marie)<br /><br />Regarder à travers l'objectif,<br />Sans objectif précis,<br />Juste figer un instant,<br />Qui en devient inoubliable...<br />Un instantané...<br />Et puis, imaginer...<br />Cet être qui va sortir de la photo...<br />Qui a depuis longtemps poursuivi sa route...<br />D'où vient-il ? Où va-t-il ?<br />Est-il heureux, enjoué,<br />Ou triste et désabusé... ?<br />Le "noir et blanc" induit<br />Une sorte de mélancolie...<br />Si je devais raconter cette image,<br />Je dirais que c'est un homme<br />Qui a tourné les talons<br />Qui ne se retournera pas<br />Qui laisse derrière lui<br />Un nuage de feuilles...<br />Que dalles,<br />Mais quoi ou qui d'autre ?...<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-9002551042535100924?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-41208844844098072112011-09-26T21:14:00.010+02:002011-09-26T21:25:10.036+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ik1gEkMiaHc/ToDQrKBs4rI/AAAAAAAAJLw/lZdEXJD--i4/s1600/IMG_3296.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ik1gEkMiaHc/ToDQrKBs4rI/AAAAAAAAJLw/lZdEXJD--i4/s400/IMG_3296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656750571821785778" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Les chutes du Niagara (3)<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sw29flmn86I/ToDQfpeY1jI/AAAAAAAAJLo/hK4WfTRKDR8/s1600/IMG_3297.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sw29flmn86I/ToDQfpeY1jI/AAAAAAAAJLo/hK4WfTRKDR8/s400/IMG_3297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656750374105175602" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Je vais vous épargner un texte répétitif...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GsyxOgnvdtQ/ToDQUbfR4JI/AAAAAAAAJLg/gY7oX9u_lxc/s1600/IMG_3298.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GsyxOgnvdtQ/ToDQUbfR4JI/AAAAAAAAJLg/gY7oX9u_lxc/s400/IMG_3298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656750181372256402" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Je vous laisse poser vos mots<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y7PZoiB5FKc/ToDQIXToE7I/AAAAAAAAJLY/QdwA_2JcuUE/s1600/IMG_3299.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y7PZoiB5FKc/ToDQIXToE7I/AAAAAAAAJLY/QdwA_2JcuUE/s400/IMG_3299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656749974091207602" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Ainsi, s'achève ce périple...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1iSKz_roW7c/ToDP8gGBE2I/AAAAAAAAJLQ/EkBpW63VIlc/s1600/IMG_3300.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1iSKz_roW7c/ToDP8gGBE2I/AAAAAAAAJLQ/EkBpW63VIlc/s400/IMG_3300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656749770291614562" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Ce voyage était très agréable,<br />La page se tourne...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kB5Cc9eXsms/ToDPlIzRQdI/AAAAAAAAJLI/qO_R-jndsQU/s1600/IMG_3301.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kB5Cc9eXsms/ToDPlIzRQdI/AAAAAAAAJLI/qO_R-jndsQU/s400/IMG_3301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656749368901976530" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Mais les souvenirs restent...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U2paCrTyOsw/ToDPdNL_WcI/AAAAAAAAJLA/YcqOGhMoZsY/s1600/IMG_3302.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U2paCrTyOsw/ToDPdNL_WcI/AAAAAAAAJLA/YcqOGhMoZsY/s400/IMG_3302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656749232640448962" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Ce pays a un p'tit goût...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JjlmRipKs-I/ToDPPruv33I/AAAAAAAAJK4/8UHhkshBGDA/s1600/IMG_3303.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JjlmRipKs-I/ToDPPruv33I/AAAAAAAAJK4/8UHhkshBGDA/s400/IMG_3303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656749000321130354" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">De "revenez'y"...</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-4120884484409807211?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-56149889254339833542011-09-25T20:52:00.009+02:002011-09-25T21:13:26.937+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sfSd91JFJOU/Tn96Sz3WEiI/AAAAAAAAJKw/hGuLbzGQ-8I/s1600/IMG_3288.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sfSd91JFJOU/Tn96Sz3WEiI/AAAAAAAAJKw/hGuLbzGQ-8I/s400/IMG_3288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656374120579207714" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Les chutes du Niagara (2)<br />Je sais, j'insiste,<br />Et ce n'est pas fini...<br />Leur puissance m'a "scotchée"...<br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jebkeFc8aUQ/Tn96HRpZ2zI/AAAAAAAAJKo/79Dh97e5pVI/s1600/IMG_3289.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jebkeFc8aUQ/Tn96HRpZ2zI/AAAAAAAAJKo/79Dh97e5pVI/s400/IMG_3289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656373922415369010" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KpNiO_TtVA8/Tn953NIlktI/AAAAAAAAJKg/24-ajEIJoSY/s1600/IMG_3290.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KpNiO_TtVA8/Tn953NIlktI/AAAAAAAAJKg/24-ajEIJoSY/s400/IMG_3290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656373646326076114" border="0" /></a>Et l'Homme,<br />Avec son petit bateau,<br />Qui en tire des dollars plutôt qu'une once de modestie...<br />Rien que le grondement des eaux<br />Devrait l'inspirer...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yncH4f5exL4/Tn95sLTmmRI/AAAAAAAAJKY/WuhohR7Y5bI/s1600/IMG_3291.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yncH4f5exL4/Tn95sLTmmRI/AAAAAAAAJKY/WuhohR7Y5bI/s400/IMG_3291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656373456856848658" border="0" /></a>Je n'ai pas été si près,<br />Pas envie de payer,<br />Sauf le parking obligatoire<br />(Pas le choix)...<br />Je ne m'en suis rapprochée<br />Qu'au zoom...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xa-csVbj-Ag/Tn95iYYuwxI/AAAAAAAAJKQ/EjVEHJ6OBuo/s1600/IMG_3292.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xa-csVbj-Ag/Tn95iYYuwxI/AAAAAAAAJKQ/EjVEHJ6OBuo/s400/IMG_3292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656373288569324306" border="0" /></a>J'ai pensé à ceux qui nous ont précédés<br />Dans ce lieu...<br />Ils en percevaient sans doute mieux que nous<br />La majesté et la force...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i6GFr74H6Ys/Tn95WXOJj2I/AAAAAAAAJKI/WpPGPy0zvac/s1600/IMG_3293.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i6GFr74H6Ys/Tn95WXOJj2I/AAAAAAAAJKI/WpPGPy0zvac/s400/IMG_3293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656373082098077538" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwZo4JIMXm0/Tn95KEYp3iI/AAAAAAAAJJ8/Xirj2on3z-A/s1600/IMG_3294.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwZo4JIMXm0/Tn95KEYp3iI/AAAAAAAAJJ8/Xirj2on3z-A/s400/IMG_3294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656372870883434018" border="0" /></a>Les arcs-en-ciel sont nombreux,<br />La vapeur d'eau aidant,<br />Comme une manifestation de plus<br />De Dame Nature...<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gLNAZGuaz34/Tn94vx4GPxI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/VOmbYO4YR5s/s1600/IMG_3295.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gLNAZGuaz34/Tn94vx4GPxI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/VOmbYO4YR5s/s400/IMG_3295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656372419238444818" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-5614988925433983354?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-76943274273977567802011-09-23T22:04:00.011+02:002011-09-23T22:28:00.677+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D2EKljNFveg/Tnzor0CEAhI/AAAAAAAAJJs/K7nvtazPZe0/s1600/IMG_3272.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D2EKljNFveg/Tnzor0CEAhI/AAAAAAAAJJs/K7nvtazPZe0/s400/IMG_3272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655651071469814290" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Les chutes du Niagara (1)<br />Préparez-vous,<br />Deux articles vont suivre...<br />Pour plusieurs raisons<br />Que j'égrènerai peu à peu...<br />Ici, après une erreur d'aiguillage,<br />Nous sommes en aval des chutes...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fTpe8pJd4Bw/Tnzoc6iuFuI/AAAAAAAAJJk/nR17zeOKy7c/s1600/IMG_3274.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fTpe8pJd4Bw/Tnzoc6iuFuI/AAAAAAAAJJk/nR17zeOKy7c/s400/IMG_3274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655650815519364834" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">La nature est belle, sauvage,<br />Même si, en bordure non visible,<br />Un monde résidentiel a été construit...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PCwF7l4iRfs/TnzoJNzXFwI/AAAAAAAAJJc/OYCc8B4RE8M/s1600/IMG_3279.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PCwF7l4iRfs/TnzoJNzXFwI/AAAAAAAAJJc/OYCc8B4RE8M/s400/IMG_3279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655650477092050690" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Dans mon imaginaire,<br />Les chutes du Niagara<br />Se situaient au milieu de nulle part...<br />En fait, il faut les regarder,<br />Ne pas se retourner,<br />Car l'envers du décor tient de Dysneyland...<br />Hôtel panoramique,<br />Décor de mauvais goût...<br />D'un côté, la création humaine,<br />De l'autre, la nature...</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KCZckpZsdxU/Tnzn6KRBRTI/AAAAAAAAJJU/VlWdtoVsNjo/s1600/IMG_3280.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KCZckpZsdxU/Tnzn6KRBRTI/AAAAAAAAJJU/VlWdtoVsNjo/s400/IMG_3280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655650218444670258" border="0" /></a>Je vais sans doute mettre trop de photos de ces chutes,<br />Mais peu importe,<br />Elles sont magistrales,<br />Et chaque instant,<br />Chaque point de vue,<br />Valent la peine,<br />A mon avis,<br />D'être vus et montrés...<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y563ZHyB0-Y/Tnznv-N-ohI/AAAAAAAAJJM/Pa5X5Z-KwHs/s1600/IMG_3281.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y563ZHyB0-Y/Tnznv-N-ohI/AAAAAAAAJJM/Pa5X5Z-KwHs/s400/IMG_3281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655650043411997202" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2r_1fZ_RAJg/TnzniNjA8qI/AAAAAAAAJJE/kfDOmEIZguc/s1600/IMG_3282.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2r_1fZ_RAJg/TnzniNjA8qI/AAAAAAAAJJE/kfDOmEIZguc/s400/IMG_3282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655649807008592546" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vg3BZwrGJ-8/TnznVavYdGI/AAAAAAAAJI8/vvVpWzUIF98/s1600/IMG_3284.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vg3BZwrGJ-8/TnznVavYdGI/AAAAAAAAJI8/vvVpWzUIF98/s400/IMG_3284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655649587211826274" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v5y_bL8Ya9w/TnznG5ycZdI/AAAAAAAAJI0/HPh92IFUhg8/s1600/IMG_3286.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v5y_bL8Ya9w/TnznG5ycZdI/AAAAAAAAJI0/HPh92IFUhg8/s400/IMG_3286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655649337848128978" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nu6Q0gNJRFk/TnzmnQKyl6I/AAAAAAAAJIs/Bbik0u-vpXg/s1600/IMG_3287.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nu6Q0gNJRFk/TnzmnQKyl6I/AAAAAAAAJIs/Bbik0u-vpXg/s400/IMG_3287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655648794100012962" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-7694327427397756780?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-15342970951679963302011-09-22T21:06:00.015+02:002011-09-22T21:32:45.369+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tl0JKH7lgyA/TnuKkCCuGzI/AAAAAAAAJIk/VyPjc8wXbZE/s1600/IMG_3255.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tl0JKH7lgyA/TnuKkCCuGzI/AAAAAAAAJIk/VyPjc8wXbZE/s400/IMG_3255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655266108721994546" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Toronto (4)<br />C'est aussi un lieu "grouillant" de vie,<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V_a4n0u-nHU/TnuKVnwsqxI/AAAAAAAAJIc/rdVCHOcQQ4Y/s1600/IMG_3257.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V_a4n0u-nHU/TnuKVnwsqxI/AAAAAAAAJIc/rdVCHOcQQ4Y/s400/IMG_3257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655265861148912402" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Là, j'ai encore la tête en l'air...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zD0Ud2cMFXQ/TnuKHywTSQI/AAAAAAAAJIU/4GUb7axQNlo/s1600/IMG_3258.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zD0Ud2cMFXQ/TnuKHywTSQI/AAAAAAAAJIU/4GUb7axQNlo/s400/IMG_3258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655265623581870338" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Mais la vie est en bas...<br />Un festival<br />(Il y en a beaucoup en été au Canada,<br />Ils ont raison, ils profitent du beau temps)<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-92_hNB5PM6M/TnuJ5HBjJWI/AAAAAAAAJIM/Okx1dTkFrOI/s1600/IMG_3264.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-92_hNB5PM6M/TnuJ5HBjJWI/AAAAAAAAJIM/Okx1dTkFrOI/s400/IMG_3264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655265371324884322" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Des concerts en plein air,<br />Ouverts à tous,<br />Beaucoup de personnes<br />Que l'on sent border line<br />Qui peuvent profiter d'un spectacle,<br />Qui oublient un moment<br />Leurs difficultés,<br />Qui ferment les yeux<br />En rythmant de tout leur corps<br />La musique qui leur parle<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xltiiGU6coA/TnuJqVEYFCI/AAAAAAAAJIE/zsjJV5XHhFc/s1600/IMG_3261.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xltiiGU6coA/TnuJqVEYFCI/AAAAAAAAJIE/zsjJV5XHhFc/s400/IMG_3261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655265117396800546" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Et ces musiciens qui se donnent,<br />Qui prennent plaisir aussi...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CJNeM6dBPkY/TnuJgoBgabI/AAAAAAAAJH8/RJ1N4WXFl_M/s1600/IMG_3266.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CJNeM6dBPkY/TnuJgoBgabI/AAAAAAAAJH8/RJ1N4WXFl_M/s400/IMG_3266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655264950686345650" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Un beau souvenir,<br />Musicalement et humainement...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v9E1yT1wkec/TnuJVnNIlTI/AAAAAAAAJH0/kyOb17144K8/s1600/IMG_3265.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v9E1yT1wkec/TnuJVnNIlTI/AAAAAAAAJH0/kyOb17144K8/s400/IMG_3265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655264761488119090" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Il est temps de repartir,<br />Encore quelques images...</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yB4geItOBAs/TnuJI43QU1I/AAAAAAAAJHs/aEJSXMX27oY/s1600/IMG_3268.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yB4geItOBAs/TnuJI43QU1I/AAAAAAAAJHs/aEJSXMX27oY/s400/IMG_3268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655264542889890642" border="0" /></a>Ce vélo rose<br />Inattendu...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iNfhvaRSsTc/TnuI5XKzS6I/AAAAAAAAJHk/R-u5uj_ZaK8/s1600/IMG_3269.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iNfhvaRSsTc/TnuI5XKzS6I/AAAAAAAAJHk/R-u5uj_ZaK8/s400/IMG_3269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655264276147030946" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Ce jeu de mots<br />Qui l'est tout autant...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ySAvjw5w0zc/TnuItbKoIKI/AAAAAAAAJHY/zdZk05MTI5Q/s1600/IMG_3270.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ySAvjw5w0zc/TnuItbKoIKI/AAAAAAAAJHY/zdZk05MTI5Q/s400/IMG_3270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655264071061610658" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Ce cheval,<br />Qui semble incongru<br />En centre-ville...<br />Même la plus belle conquête de l'Homme<br />Subit ses extravagances...<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-1534297095167996330?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-52326196165303484482011-09-21T20:56:00.013+02:002011-09-21T21:22:05.447+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M0QigBh2S0M/Tno28Qkv5II/AAAAAAAAJGo/EJJNg_U6abU/s1600/IMG_3235.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M0QigBh2S0M/Tno28Qkv5II/AAAAAAAAJGo/EJJNg_U6abU/s400/IMG_3235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654892690986230914" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Toronto (3)<br />On poursuit la promenade...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bONR5tBc02M/Tno2hJL6G3I/AAAAAAAAJGg/SRAgw2bKJqI/s1600/IMG_3239.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bONR5tBc02M/Tno2hJL6G3I/AAAAAAAAJGg/SRAgw2bKJqI/s400/IMG_3239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654892225146526578" border="0" /></a>Cette ville est aussi pleine de surprises,<br />Parfois, j'ai eu la sensation<br />D'être dans un film...<br />Les photos s'imposent,<br />Comme une traduction pérenne<br />D'un écarquillement d'oeil...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wCd07g1C_sc/Tno1bWd_DvI/AAAAAAAAJGQ/QjRNp1PPM1w/s1600/IMG_3240.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wCd07g1C_sc/Tno1bWd_DvI/AAAAAAAAJGQ/QjRNp1PPM1w/s400/IMG_3240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654891026121166578" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Comme pour se dire,<br />C'est un lieu qui existe,<br />Alors que cela semble virtuel<br />Tant c'est presque futuriste...<br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ehGfAsQXtTY/Tno1Lt6AauI/AAAAAAAAJGI/8FPilDN6zs8/s1600/IMG_3241.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ehGfAsQXtTY/Tno1Lt6AauI/AAAAAAAAJGI/8FPilDN6zs8/s400/IMG_3241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654890757534804706" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7QY4DvPvMgg/Tno02I3YeeI/AAAAAAAAJGA/p3E-8qX07VI/s1600/IMG_3242.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7QY4DvPvMgg/Tno02I3YeeI/AAAAAAAAJGA/p3E-8qX07VI/s400/IMG_3242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654890386814433762" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xCbLtoCZFTc/Tno0X1lX_7I/AAAAAAAAJF4/ha69jwE4lN4/s1600/IMG_3245.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xCbLtoCZFTc/Tno0X1lX_7I/AAAAAAAAJF4/ha69jwE4lN4/s400/IMG_3245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654889866242555826" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G4fLKXAZ63Y/Tno0ITHk14I/AAAAAAAAJFw/OPU4FJeLELo/s1600/IMG_3246.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G4fLKXAZ63Y/Tno0ITHk14I/AAAAAAAAJFw/OPU4FJeLELo/s400/IMG_3246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654889599292725122" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">King's Street<br />C'est l'apothéose...<br />Je dis et redis<br />Que je n'y vivrais pas,<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L2yxAKWji6g/Tnoz5MK77iI/AAAAAAAAJFo/4L_l_ueXq9o/s1600/IMG_3250.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L2yxAKWji6g/Tnoz5MK77iI/AAAAAAAAJFo/4L_l_ueXq9o/s400/IMG_3250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654889339729735202" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mais, je me dois de dire aussi<br />Que j'ai été "fascinée"<br />Comme un enfant<br />Dans un parc d'attractions...<br /></span></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rtXn0K0FVz4/Tno48R4UmDI/AAAAAAAAJGw/jgY0Tdo0IVc/s1600/IMG_3251.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rtXn0K0FVz4/Tno48R4UmDI/AAAAAAAAJGw/jgY0Tdo0IVc/s400/IMG_3251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654894890360018994" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-5232619616530348448?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-34188222776733323542011-09-19T21:10:00.009+02:002011-09-19T21:33:19.783+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8c6O-BH49jA/TneV3D3wlyI/AAAAAAAAJFY/7HObWM4uh1Q/s1600/IMG_3223.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8c6O-BH49jA/TneV3D3wlyI/AAAAAAAAJFY/7HObWM4uh1Q/s400/IMG_3223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654152630351468322" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Toronto (2)<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mDMS2blx0r0/TneViStAaII/AAAAAAAAJFQ/fWMU9GlwQSQ/s1600/IMG_3225.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mDMS2blx0r0/TneViStAaII/AAAAAAAAJFQ/fWMU9GlwQSQ/s400/IMG_3225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654152273555646594" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Même si le regard est attiré par le haut,<br />Il faut s'attarder plus bas...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PiJKqEmnID0/TneVSnUBQ0I/AAAAAAAAJFI/tOe5vVwbTsc/s1600/IMG_3226.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PiJKqEmnID0/TneVSnUBQ0I/AAAAAAAAJFI/tOe5vVwbTsc/s400/IMG_3226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654152004210082626" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Je ne suis pas adepte<br />Des villes trop modernes,<br />La ville en général m'étourdit vite...</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I-Y6mZmymFs/TneVCSlok-I/AAAAAAAAJFA/3yTjPiEUkqc/s1600/IMG_3227.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I-Y6mZmymFs/TneVCSlok-I/AAAAAAAAJFA/3yTjPiEUkqc/s400/IMG_3227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654151723768910818" border="0" /></a>J'aime pourtant marcher,<br />La parcourir,<br />Sans plan déterminé,<br />Découvrir au hasard...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sflb9Zsmquc/TneU4DKwIYI/AAAAAAAAJE4/QTcFm5uwbVk/s1600/IMG_3228.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sflb9Zsmquc/TneU4DKwIYI/AAAAAAAAJE4/QTcFm5uwbVk/s400/IMG_3228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654151547830935938" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Et puis, je sais que l'on ne connait pas un endroit<br />En peu de jours...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NGEkOsx1qk8/TneUps3pBBI/AAAAAAAAJEw/YSIb8fmDZQk/s1600/IMG_3229.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NGEkOsx1qk8/TneUps3pBBI/AAAAAAAAJEw/YSIb8fmDZQk/s400/IMG_3229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654151301327029266" border="0" /></a>Toronto m'a écrasée,<br />Charmée,<br />Etonnée aussi...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BnQU3OmHpV0/TneUWwq_voI/AAAAAAAAJEo/uz4lsnpdlqs/s1600/IMG_3230.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BnQU3OmHpV0/TneUWwq_voI/AAAAAAAAJEo/uz4lsnpdlqs/s400/IMG_3230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654150975930220162" border="0" /></a>Ce sandwich qui n'a rien d'italien<br />Et qui ne m'ouvre pas l'appétit...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8wEVlOUW8g8/TneUCJe4oOI/AAAAAAAAJEg/kW3nbxf3nP8/s1600/IMG_3232.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8wEVlOUW8g8/TneUCJe4oOI/AAAAAAAAJEg/kW3nbxf3nP8/s400/IMG_3232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654150621813055714" border="0" /></a>Ce marché couvert,<br />St Lawrence Market<br />Qui propose des mets<br />Plus simples<br />Et plus goûteux...<br />Toutes les villes sont contrastées<br />D'un quartier à l'autre,<br />Et c'est tant mieux !<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-3418822277673332354?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-60058532072854013462011-09-16T21:30:00.013+02:002011-09-16T22:00:33.780+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RZhWsggVe08/TnOnesN-NxI/AAAAAAAAJEY/p_LYTq8oQdk/s1600/IMG_3209.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RZhWsggVe08/TnOnesN-NxI/AAAAAAAAJEY/p_LYTq8oQdk/s400/IMG_3209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653046102987781906" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Toronto (1)<br />En route donc pour cette ville...<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T30noZI3jgc/TnOnQHc60jI/AAAAAAAAJEQ/bLGigUEmm4E/s1600/IMG_3211.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T30noZI3jgc/TnOnQHc60jI/AAAAAAAAJEQ/bLGigUEmm4E/s400/IMG_3211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653045852600193586" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Avec cette "fameuse" tour CN</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> Devenue son symbole...</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ddygqGHeJmo/TnOnCbNCCAI/AAAAAAAAJEI/Or_X4-eXj4g/s1600/IMG_3212.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ddygqGHeJmo/TnOnCbNCCAI/AAAAAAAAJEI/Or_X4-eXj4g/s400/IMG_3212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653045617384097794" border="0" /></a><br />La hauteur des immeubles<br />Impose de lever la tête...<br />C'est beau,<br />Etonnant,<br />Visuellement...<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fiXwF1IBfQE/TnOmYvfjLnI/AAAAAAAAJEA/burqpUbGUus/s1600/IMG_3213.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fiXwF1IBfQE/TnOmYvfjLnI/AAAAAAAAJEA/burqpUbGUus/s400/IMG_3213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653044901275971186" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DUmjS7NLMDE/TnOmJqpihVI/AAAAAAAAJD4/_3jLmv3q038/s1600/IMG_3214.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DUmjS7NLMDE/TnOmJqpihVI/AAAAAAAAJD4/_3jLmv3q038/s400/IMG_3214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653044642277655890" border="0" /></a>Toujours ces façades miroir<br />Qui allègent le poids des masses,<br />Donnent un peu d'espace,<br />Elles se le renvoient,<br />Elles le partagent,<br />Il semble plus grand...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ccI60SUrPp0/TnOl1bZe20I/AAAAAAAAJDw/eo6TFWiLV1w/s1600/IMG_3217.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ccI60SUrPp0/TnOl1bZe20I/AAAAAAAAJDw/eo6TFWiLV1w/s400/IMG_3217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653044294586391362" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">J'ai aimé y passer,<br />Comme je l'ai déjà dit,<br />Je sais que je ne pourrais pas y vivre...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jeBOvsfn7xc/TnOlYglutYI/AAAAAAAAJDo/zc-X6JOa7fE/s1600/IMG_3219.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jeBOvsfn7xc/TnOlYglutYI/AAAAAAAAJDo/zc-X6JOa7fE/s400/IMG_3219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653043797763732866" border="0" /></a>Les gratte-ciel<br />Me donnent le torticolis,<br />Et à force de gratter le ciel,<br />Il s'amoindrit...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HudvDiV1mQg/TnOlLGpMifI/AAAAAAAAJDg/xpS6DsC1y70/s1600/IMG_3220.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HudvDiV1mQg/TnOlLGpMifI/AAAAAAAAJDg/xpS6DsC1y70/s400/IMG_3220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653043567460649458" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Les styles se marient bien,<br />L'ensemble est esthétique,<br />Fascinant même...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LATdJb2P-Zw/TnOk7nGl2tI/AAAAAAAAJDY/PhkLMPFZmQM/s1600/IMG_3222.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LATdJb2P-Zw/TnOk7nGl2tI/AAAAAAAAJDY/PhkLMPFZmQM/s400/IMG_3222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653043301295971026" border="0" /></a>J'ai eu la sensation<br />Croissante depuis Ottawa<br />D'être aux Etats-Unis,<br />Enfin du moins<br />Ce que j'en imagine...<br />Je redis que les forêts québécoises<br />M'ont vite manqué...<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-6005853207285401346?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-86433918910880980052011-09-15T21:22:00.011+02:002011-09-15T21:48:38.171+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2j9jeW4EpI/TnJTX4VGRwI/AAAAAAAAJDI/UxYqOESgfe8/s1600/IMG_3169.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2j9jeW4EpI/TnJTX4VGRwI/AAAAAAAAJDI/UxYqOESgfe8/s400/IMG_3169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652672152026367746" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Les milles îles (3)<br />Une dernière fois,<br />Juste pour montrer aussi<br />Leur côté un peu sauvage...<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yEbkBVBiaH4/TnJTOAKuqeI/AAAAAAAAJDA/_T7Zr7WD78s/s1600/IMG_3174.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yEbkBVBiaH4/TnJTOAKuqeI/AAAAAAAAJDA/_T7Zr7WD78s/s400/IMG_3174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652671982331668962" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">C'est avant tout un bel endroit,</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> L'Homme y a rajouté son grain de sel,</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> Parfois fin, parfois gros...</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> Comme toujours,</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> Mais l'eau n'en est pas salée pour autant...</span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ahcWJQU8NUQ/TnJS8-Ih0pI/AAAAAAAAJC4/LA-n8QPPNl0/s1600/IMG_3175.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ahcWJQU8NUQ/TnJS8-Ih0pI/AAAAAAAAJC4/LA-n8QPPNl0/s400/IMG_3175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652671689727791762" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kNxv_QNyzDo/TnJR-6NT9GI/AAAAAAAAJCw/6lH2dfcD4yE/s1600/IMG_3176.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kNxv_QNyzDo/TnJR-6NT9GI/AAAAAAAAJCw/6lH2dfcD4yE/s400/IMG_3176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652670623522223202" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-30EtIXamoCw/TnJRwtS4YmI/AAAAAAAAJCo/74gEn381Dto/s1600/IMG_3177.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-30EtIXamoCw/TnJRwtS4YmI/AAAAAAAAJCo/74gEn381Dto/s400/IMG_3177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652670379537752674" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6SzdkQlxZNc/TnJRkoUw0nI/AAAAAAAAJCg/lV4SWhlXxX8/s1600/IMG_3180.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6SzdkQlxZNc/TnJRkoUw0nI/AAAAAAAAJCg/lV4SWhlXxX8/s400/IMG_3180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652670172045038194" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Les deux drapeaux sur un seul mat...<br />Beau symbole...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-48aJK_TZUwE/TnJRTZVyS3I/AAAAAAAAJCY/2Cy0vSDPkcA/s1600/IMG_3187.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-48aJK_TZUwE/TnJRTZVyS3I/AAAAAAAAJCY/2Cy0vSDPkcA/s400/IMG_3187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652669875965021042" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Allez, il est temps de rentrer...<br />Repasser ce pont "porte"...<br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KNuWJCVTAKA/TnJRHJvQVSI/AAAAAAAAJCQ/ij4HdBBET4s/s1600/IMG_3189.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KNuWJCVTAKA/TnJRHJvQVSI/AAAAAAAAJCQ/ij4HdBBET4s/s400/IMG_3189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652669665618449698" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B8OTcR1Fk4M/TnJQ50n7scI/AAAAAAAAJCI/dO1ZuWCra-o/s1600/IMG_3193.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B8OTcR1Fk4M/TnJQ50n7scI/AAAAAAAAJCI/dO1ZuWCra-o/s400/IMG_3193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652669436612293058" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">En ne laissant sur le passage<br />Qu'un peu d'écume...<br />De celle dont parlait Boris Vian...<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-8643391891088098005?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-17406457870066847062011-09-14T21:21:00.013+02:002011-09-14T22:00:46.483+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zooKhuNCdew/TnEDJGRmhrI/AAAAAAAAIco/T4kqhxvSfvY/s1600/IMG_3133.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zooKhuNCdew/TnEDJGRmhrI/AAAAAAAAIco/T4kqhxvSfvY/s400/IMG_3133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652302462164829874" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Les milles îles (2)<br />Je l'avais dit,<br />Encore ce pont,<br />Symbolique à mes yeux,<br />Il relie deux pays,<br />Je passe dessous<br />En perpendiculaire,<br />Même mon téléphone portable<br />M'a souhaité bienvenue<br />Aux Etats-Unis,<br />Bien que je n'y ai jamais posé le pied...</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fREKgrz7pb0/TnEC42pXrUI/AAAAAAAAIcg/OX5jPW8VrpU/s1600/IMG_3134.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fREKgrz7pb0/TnEC42pXrUI/AAAAAAAAIcg/OX5jPW8VrpU/s400/IMG_3134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652302183091645762" border="0" /></a>Après, était-il nécessaire<br />De montrer plus d'images<br />Des mille îles ?...<br />Rassurez-vous,<br />J'ai trié...<br />Il n'y en aura pas mille...<br />Mais encore quelques-unes...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sxtDuN3CpQM/TnECsGTqG0I/AAAAAAAAIcY/DiSUynRTgSk/s1600/IMG_3136.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sxtDuN3CpQM/TnECsGTqG0I/AAAAAAAAIcY/DiSUynRTgSk/s400/IMG_3136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652301963957246786" border="0" /></a>Là, ce sont les plus "fastueuses",<br />Je vous ai évité "la pire",<br />Celle qui partait d'une "bonne intention"<br />Dont l'enfer est pavé,<br />Celle qu'un homme très riche<br />Voulait offrir à son Amour...<br />Le fameux Bold Castle...<br />Elle est morte trop tôt,<br />L'argent ne fait pas le bonheur...<br />Il a cédé son île,<br />Son château, très kitch...<br />Qui est devenu un genre de Dysneyland flottant...<br />Dont vous ne verrez pas d'image,<br />C'est too much...<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nkOPf0nfW7Y/TnECfzvX52I/AAAAAAAAIcQ/cshSdtWRpd0/s1600/IMG_3139.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nkOPf0nfW7Y/TnECfzvX52I/AAAAAAAAIcQ/cshSdtWRpd0/s400/IMG_3139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652301752814790498" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O69eeL_Wj-Y/TnECC4Pm3yI/AAAAAAAAIcI/ILmzHAzJrG0/s1600/IMG_3141.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O69eeL_Wj-Y/TnECC4Pm3yI/AAAAAAAAIcI/ILmzHAzJrG0/s400/IMG_3141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652301255807524642" border="0" /></a>J'ai des goûts assez modestes,<br />Celle au toit rouge<br />Me conviendrait bien...<br />Sourire...<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FryTmT96U9g/TnEB021mbsI/AAAAAAAAIcA/9eQO2zcil4A/s1600/IMG_3142.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FryTmT96U9g/TnEB021mbsI/AAAAAAAAIcA/9eQO2zcil4A/s400/IMG_3142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652301014911839938" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2nZuysapfrA/TnEBSjcXi6I/AAAAAAAAIb4/LXGGvtscn0M/s1600/IMG_3143.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2nZuysapfrA/TnEBSjcXi6I/AAAAAAAAIb4/LXGGvtscn0M/s400/IMG_3143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652300425590180770" border="0" /></a>Et puis,<br />Il y a aussi des bateaux à aubes...<br />D'époque bien sûr... !<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6AhQW8qG5X0/TnEAyjAaYpI/AAAAAAAAIbw/XO-DsM15fAs/s1600/IMG_3148.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6AhQW8qG5X0/TnEAyjAaYpI/AAAAAAAAIbw/XO-DsM15fAs/s400/IMG_3148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652299875717112466" border="0" /></a>Même sur un bout de terre,<br />Il semble qu'il est nécessaire<br />D'afficher son drapeau...<br />L'Homme n'a pas vraiment bien<br />Négocier son évolution...<br />Une preuve de plus...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_CUtYg2NHx8/TnD_hWIdfkI/AAAAAAAAIbo/NqQ8Pn84ZI8/s1600/IMG_3161.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_CUtYg2NHx8/TnD_hWIdfkI/AAAAAAAAIbo/NqQ8Pn84ZI8/s400/IMG_3161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652298480691805762" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Encore une qui me plait...<br />Mon cadrage,<br />Pas très droit,<br />Rajoute,<br />(Et c'est tant mieux...<br />On s'arrange comme on peut)<br />La sensation d'une maison bateau...<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-1740645787006684706?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-72037567226157657932011-09-13T21:15:00.011+02:002011-09-13T21:42:26.565+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--aWVF-jQtws/Tm-wCI8vlwI/AAAAAAAAIbg/JPs-4LXDSRU/s1600/IMG_3119.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--aWVF-jQtws/Tm-wCI8vlwI/AAAAAAAAIbg/JPs-4LXDSRU/s400/IMG_3119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651929608181749506" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Les milles îles (1)<br />Au milieu du fleuve Saint Laurent,<br />Entre la province de l'Ontario<br />Et l'état américain de New-York...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S345SYfFFWE/Tm-vEqBxoeI/AAAAAAAAIbQ/_LLcQP27E8A/s1600/IMG_3120.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S345SYfFFWE/Tm-vEqBxoeI/AAAAAAAAIbQ/_LLcQP27E8A/s400/IMG_3120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651928551909335522" border="0" /></a>Ce pont que vous reverrez plusieurs fois,<br />Relient les deux pays...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6CmOmnW_hQ/Tm-u30FTkfI/AAAAAAAAIbI/jxIZwKR3C0Q/s1600/IMG_3121.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6CmOmnW_hQ/Tm-u30FTkfI/AAAAAAAAIbI/jxIZwKR3C0Q/s400/IMG_3121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651928331270197746" border="0" /></a>Il y a ici en fait 1 700 îles et îlots...<br />Un rocher d'un minimum de 100 m2<br />Avec un arbre,<br />Est considéré comme une île...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MRV6UbGdWmA/Tm-up5ZPQ_I/AAAAAAAAIbA/pCIZ1wbzdfo/s1600/IMG_3122.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MRV6UbGdWmA/Tm-up5ZPQ_I/AAAAAAAAIbA/pCIZ1wbzdfo/s400/IMG_3122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651928092177810418" border="0" /></a>On trouve tous types d'îles,<br />De toutes petites,<br />A peine plus grandes que la maison qu'elle porte...<br />Et d'autres beaucoup plus luxueuses...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NWfp66-uS9k/Tm-uYFxthvI/AAAAAAAAIa4/ozoUb_1kjDc/s1600/IMG_3123.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NWfp66-uS9k/Tm-uYFxthvI/AAAAAAAAIa4/ozoUb_1kjDc/s400/IMG_3123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651927786264037106" border="0" /></a>Certaines sont restées<br />Habitées uniquement<br />Par de la végétation...<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7yZR9acQfoc/Tm-uKsdT39I/AAAAAAAAIaw/_IzpAwTthHs/s1600/IMG_3124.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7yZR9acQfoc/Tm-uKsdT39I/AAAAAAAAIaw/_IzpAwTthHs/s400/IMG_3124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651927556129284050" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ntEMx2XH78s/Tm-sur6nNlI/AAAAAAAAIag/kkdeUF8g4qc/s1600/IMG_3130.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ntEMx2XH78s/Tm-sur6nNlI/AAAAAAAAIag/kkdeUF8g4qc/s400/IMG_3130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651925975435785810" border="0" /><span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"><span class=" on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Image" title="Ajouter une image" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addImage();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"><img src="img/blank.gif" alt="Ajouter une image" class="gl_photo" border="0" /></span></span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-7203756722615765793?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-41182780563302158402011-09-12T21:21:00.011+02:002011-09-12T21:41:29.563+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-ddVEGsfhs/Tm5dvZZqMvI/AAAAAAAAIaQ/U_DQ2bdjaOs/s1600/IMG_3108.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-ddVEGsfhs/Tm5dvZZqMvI/AAAAAAAAIaQ/U_DQ2bdjaOs/s400/IMG_3108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651557651250295538" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Gananoque...<br />En route pour les mille îles...<br />Un village,<br />A l'entrée duquel,<br />Vu l'intérêt touristique à proximité,<br />A été construite une ville de commerces,<br />Hôtels, fast-food, casinos...<br />Cela m'a fait penser<br />Aux alentours du Mont Saint-Michel,<br />Version américaine,<br />Vous voyez un peu le genre...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HOhRSzfDoEI/Tm5dgZyB8vI/AAAAAAAAIaI/2F-8WdAtzbE/s1600/IMG_3109.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HOhRSzfDoEI/Tm5dgZyB8vI/AAAAAAAAIaI/2F-8WdAtzbE/s400/IMG_3109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651557393654477554" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J_Z4mPaTHhQ/Tm5b9OZAq8I/AAAAAAAAIZI/aVMyh14DrzY/s1600/IMG_3197.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J_Z4mPaTHhQ/Tm5b9OZAq8I/AAAAAAAAIZI/aVMyh14DrzY/s400/IMG_3197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651555689789696962" border="0" /></a>Ces voitures sont malgré tout<br />Belles à voir...<br />Et les pompes à incendie<br />Sympathiques...<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qoOppX-OY78/Tm5dRwp0-xI/AAAAAAAAIaA/z4s5CDGXsFM/s1600/IMG_3110.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qoOppX-OY78/Tm5dRwp0-xI/AAAAAAAAIaA/z4s5CDGXsFM/s400/IMG_3110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651557142096050962" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1kKL8mxwXdI/Tm5cSDZsM6I/AAAAAAAAIZY/uxN5o254nEE/s1600/IMG_3195.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1kKL8mxwXdI/Tm5cSDZsM6I/AAAAAAAAIZY/uxN5o254nEE/s400/IMG_3195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651556047617012642" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1kKL8mxwXdI/Tm5cSDZsM6I/AAAAAAAAIZY/uxN5o254nEE/s1600/IMG_3195.JPG"></a><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J466C-s3V_I/Tm5dDzhAGjI/AAAAAAAAIZ4/eEA0HYGYabo/s1600/IMG_3111.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J466C-s3V_I/Tm5dDzhAGjI/AAAAAAAAIZ4/eEA0HYGYabo/s400/IMG_3111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651556902346168882" border="0" /></a>La chance a voulu<br />Que le gîte réservé se trouve dans la vraie ville,<br />Sleepy Hollow,<br />En plus...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yPBrgOCX_o8/Tm5c0H_7shI/AAAAAAAAIZw/BCt-Bd9Lqdk/s1600/IMG_3112.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yPBrgOCX_o8/Tm5c0H_7shI/AAAAAAAAIZw/BCt-Bd9Lqdk/s400/IMG_3112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651556632966705682" border="0" /></a>Je vous le recommande,<br />Les propriétaires sont très agréables,<br />Le petit-déjeuner est pantagruélique...<br />Mais pas seulement,<br />On perçoit le plaisir des hôtes à recevoir<br />Ceux qui s'arrêtent chez eux...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8xq5hjQ0_c/Tm5cfxlN3eI/AAAAAAAAIZo/hTxxecCkh-E/s1600/IMG_3199extrait.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8xq5hjQ0_c/Tm5cfxlN3eI/AAAAAAAAIZo/hTxxecCkh-E/s400/IMG_3199extrait.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651556283351686626" border="0" /></a>Deux exemples de "plat principal",<br />Servi après une salade de fruits frais,<br />Thé ou café,<br />Toasts beurrés, cakes maison...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CX7CWdCV_Ss/Tm5cYIcuHjI/AAAAAAAAIZg/qo-v2ICw5Ic/s1600/IMG_3200.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CX7CWdCV_Ss/Tm5cYIcuHjI/AAAAAAAAIZg/qo-v2ICw5Ic/s400/IMG_3200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651556152051113522" border="0" /></a>Un vrai régal...<br />Il faut prendre de l'énergie<br />Pour la journée à venir...<br />Dans les mille îles...<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-4118278056330215840?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-46768393336017308072011-09-11T21:09:00.013+02:002011-09-11T21:30:13.435+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iSuhftJVO1A/Tm0LUjnNXpI/AAAAAAAAIZA/H8uJWnDxeVc/s1600/IMG_3096.JPG"><br /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3XE3qU3HhiU/Tm0KOOwaVVI/AAAAAAAAIY4/w6TM8x1Wkc8/s1600/IMG_3086.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3XE3qU3HhiU/Tm0KOOwaVVI/AAAAAAAAIY4/w6TM8x1Wkc8/s400/IMG_3086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651184347015435602" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ottawa (5),<br />Avant de quitter cette ville,<br />Un plan général...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hWn8t4zFiXs/Tm0JuXsLleI/AAAAAAAAIYw/3z1QhfX4vs4/s1600/IMG_3089.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hWn8t4zFiXs/Tm0JuXsLleI/AAAAAAAAIYw/3z1QhfX4vs4/s400/IMG_3089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651183799657797090" border="0" /></a>Ci-dessus l'hôtel Lord Elgin,<br />Construit en 1941...<br />Je tenais à souligner encore,<br />L'impression que cette ville m'a laissée...<br />La rencontre de plusieurs époques,<br />Qui en deviennent contemporaines,<br />Tant le mélange est réussi...<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2d9A4auvIrk/Tm0JdTFoTYI/AAAAAAAAIYo/VYpDQWTQ2fc/s1600/IMG_3090.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2d9A4auvIrk/Tm0JdTFoTYI/AAAAAAAAIYo/VYpDQWTQ2fc/s400/IMG_3090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651183506364583298" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_BvsqAXrlZE/Tm0JUdT7TPI/AAAAAAAAIYg/hDp2rgWW7iU/s1600/IMG_3092.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_BvsqAXrlZE/Tm0JUdT7TPI/AAAAAAAAIYg/hDp2rgWW7iU/s400/IMG_3092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651183354490080498" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FNQX2h76i1s/Tm0JEOKuQyI/AAAAAAAAIYY/rOXGI9NeAnY/s1600/IMG_3093.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FNQX2h76i1s/Tm0JEOKuQyI/AAAAAAAAIYY/rOXGI9NeAnY/s400/IMG_3093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651183075547038498" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iSuhftJVO1A/Tm0LUjnNXpI/AAAAAAAAIZA/H8uJWnDxeVc/s1600/IMG_3096.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iSuhftJVO1A/Tm0LUjnNXpI/AAAAAAAAIZA/H8uJWnDxeVc/s400/IMG_3096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651185555204824722" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Juste au-dessous un petit clin d’œil...<br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uG_ZlDyRa-s/Tm0IpCmgCtI/AAAAAAAAIYI/PPuws9cSZoA/s1600/IMG_3097.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uG_ZlDyRa-s/Tm0IpCmgCtI/AAAAAAAAIYI/PPuws9cSZoA/s400/IMG_3097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651182608585853650" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L_vEP_fCVHU/Tm0IIKvX-QI/AAAAAAAAIYA/XZK7hC79S7U/s1600/IMG_3098.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L_vEP_fCVHU/Tm0IIKvX-QI/AAAAAAAAIYA/XZK7hC79S7U/s400/IMG_3098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651182043834874114" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-juiSwWx9NFc/Tm0H5n7RrWI/AAAAAAAAIX4/7yEiyaHpp60/s1600/IMG_3100.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-juiSwWx9NFc/Tm0H5n7RrWI/AAAAAAAAIX4/7yEiyaHpp60/s400/IMG_3100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651181793971383650" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6n9nqAbEYlU/Tm0HnfKiikI/AAAAAAAAIXw/KKmgicc19xE/s1600/IMG_3107.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6n9nqAbEYlU/Tm0HnfKiikI/AAAAAAAAIXw/KKmgicc19xE/s400/IMG_3107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651181482381838914" border="0" /></a>Avant de partir,<br />Défilé de la garde militaire canadienne...<br />Je ne suis pas très militariste,<br />Mais à vivre en direct,<br />Avec la musique,<br />Et qui plus les cornemuses...<br />C'est émouvant,<br />Les écossais ferment la marche,<br />Étonnant, non ?...<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-4676839333601730807?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-62784496681033714782011-09-07T21:33:00.012+02:002011-09-07T21:55:03.945+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_vZtTCJPhsQ/TmfLJ6cxzZI/AAAAAAAAIXo/brfhIvKpULw/s1600/IMG_3080.JPG"><br /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8nK7tJDRhaw/TmfJor4w-iI/AAAAAAAAIXg/22WFW4wEL-E/s1600/IMG_3075.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8nK7tJDRhaw/TmfJor4w-iI/AAAAAAAAIXg/22WFW4wEL-E/s400/IMG_3075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649705958372342306" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ottawa (4)...<br />Le Canal Rideau...<br />Juste en dessous,<br />De ce que je vous ai montré<br />Du dessus...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0m2DeTMjIao/TmfJVXUaMpI/AAAAAAAAIXY/4RG4WV2_OFY/s1600/IMG_3076.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0m2DeTMjIao/TmfJVXUaMpI/AAAAAAAAIXY/4RG4WV2_OFY/s400/IMG_3076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649705626433630866" border="0" /></a>Un canal agréable à longer,<br />Surprenant lui aussi...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kh88ont0yyQ/TmfJHnxVptI/AAAAAAAAIXQ/Y9DgY0OelEA/s1600/IMG_3077.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kh88ont0yyQ/TmfJHnxVptI/AAAAAAAAIXQ/Y9DgY0OelEA/s400/IMG_3077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649705390331766482" border="0" /></a>Un peu de fraicheur,<br />Au bord de l'eau,<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MEmrwzmvCkY/TmfI6ZCNd5I/AAAAAAAAIXI/BFYtWF8xy1o/s1600/IMG_3078.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MEmrwzmvCkY/TmfI6ZCNd5I/AAAAAAAAIXI/BFYtWF8xy1o/s400/IMG_3078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649705163037702034" border="0" /></a>Une fois de plus,<br />Les époques se côtoient,<br />Sans problème...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lKNuHz5VD84/TmfIRAmFV-I/AAAAAAAAIW4/h4GuCpXdFmA/s1600/IMG_3081.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lKNuHz5VD84/TmfIRAmFV-I/AAAAAAAAIW4/h4GuCpXdFmA/s400/IMG_3081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649704452102641634" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8shP_xZL7V0/TmfIjwMQt6I/AAAAAAAAIXA/lLay0azth80/s1600/IMG_3082.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8shP_xZL7V0/TmfIjwMQt6I/AAAAAAAAIXA/lLay0azth80/s400/IMG_3082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649704774116882338" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Cette rencontre,<br />Comme un clin d’œil,<br />Est venue confirmer mon ressenti...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_vZtTCJPhsQ/TmfLJ6cxzZI/AAAAAAAAIXo/brfhIvKpULw/s1600/IMG_3080.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_vZtTCJPhsQ/TmfLJ6cxzZI/AAAAAAAAIXo/brfhIvKpULw/s400/IMG_3080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649707628728798610" border="0" /></a>Il faut dire que c'était le Festival du Canal Rideau...<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ELgUbHMmihQ/TmfHxupqFeI/AAAAAAAAIWo/6_W-Xf3Jf90/s1600/IMG_3101.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ELgUbHMmihQ/TmfHxupqFeI/AAAAAAAAIWo/6_W-Xf3Jf90/s400/IMG_3101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649703914709849570" border="0" /></a>Et au pied de cet immeuble<br />Que l'on aperçoit sur la droite,<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-639V9h8uWRc/TmfHUgJ1TjI/AAAAAAAAIWg/04sBjILs0UU/s1600/IMG_3103.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-639V9h8uWRc/TmfHUgJ1TjI/AAAAAAAAIWg/04sBjILs0UU/s400/IMG_3103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649703412602064434" border="0" /></a>Le soir venu,<br />On pouvait assister<br />A un concert de musique irlandaise...<br />Un beau moment,<br />Plein d'ubiquité...<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-6278449668103371478?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-6754617039124352582011-09-06T21:21:00.011+02:002011-09-07T21:24:39.531+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VOgR8toFl4s/TmZ0f6yBt6I/AAAAAAAAIWY/4nfCB1Vxs7I/s1600/IMG_3065.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VOgR8toFl4s/TmZ0f6yBt6I/AAAAAAAAIWY/4nfCB1Vxs7I/s400/IMG_3065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649330874286716834" border="0" /></a>Ottawa (3)<br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">En contournant le Parlement,<br />On retrouve le Saint Laurent...<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(Là, j'ai écrit une bêtise...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Voir le commentaire de Moments Égarés</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Pour la correction)</span></span><br />Incontournable...</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CTDgGenda20/TmZ0TShXIWI/AAAAAAAAIWQ/6D4KsLJvqfI/s1600/IMG_3066.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CTDgGenda20/TmZ0TShXIWI/AAAAAAAAIWQ/6D4KsLJvqfI/s400/IMG_3066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649330657320968546" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ce fleuve est omniprésent,<br />C'est un vrai plaisir...<br />J'ai la sensation<br />De ne pas l'avoir quitté durant tout le séjour...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V15Qg7ttsHw/TmZ0FV1AtkI/AAAAAAAAIWI/DgNg621uAtw/s1600/IMG_3067.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V15Qg7ttsHw/TmZ0FV1AtkI/AAAAAAAAIWI/DgNg621uAtw/s400/IMG_3067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649330417690523202" border="0" /></a>De ce côté, la ville semble être autre...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cbEk4POFGfM/TmZz5Jfc-SI/AAAAAAAAIWA/1Xjqk7K1JN8/s1600/IMG_3068.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cbEk4POFGfM/TmZz5Jfc-SI/AAAAAAAAIWA/1Xjqk7K1JN8/s400/IMG_3068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649330208220444962" border="0" /></a>Je n'ai pas tout vu,<br />J'ai juste approché...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kTLwbgBYm-M/TmZzsVBKHmI/AAAAAAAAIV4/MP1eKiFLhcI/s1600/IMG_3069.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kTLwbgBYm-M/TmZzsVBKHmI/AAAAAAAAIV4/MP1eKiFLhcI/s400/IMG_3069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649329987976306274" border="0" /></a>Ces voitures, ici, me dérangent,<br />Elles symbolisent pourtant,<br />A l'image,<br />La rencontre de plusieurs époques...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c9IIYgWNdOw/TmZzdqXyFwI/AAAAAAAAIVw/fqHfZEbV9Hg/s1600/IMG_3070.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c9IIYgWNdOw/TmZzdqXyFwI/AAAAAAAAIVw/fqHfZEbV9Hg/s400/IMG_3070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649329736010307330" border="0" /></a>Ces immeubles de verre<br />Seront-ils encore là<br />Dans quelques décennies<br />Pour se "comparer"<br />Avec les constructions du futur ?<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4jUjbdcbGok/TmZzIwYbmZI/AAAAAAAAIVo/zL1rzGK58To/s1600/IMG_3071.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4jUjbdcbGok/TmZzIwYbmZI/AAAAAAAAIVo/zL1rzGK58To/s400/IMG_3071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649329376846387602" border="0" /></a>Et oui, Élisabeth est encore là,<br />A sa manière...<br />Le sculpteur a bien travaillé,<br />On la reconnait bien...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t3Gb1ZqisU4/TmZy3x-iVcI/AAAAAAAAIVg/3qSuCdbA6kU/s1600/IMG_3074.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t3Gb1ZqisU4/TmZy3x-iVcI/AAAAAAAAIVg/3qSuCdbA6kU/s400/IMG_3074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649329085216871874" border="0" /></a>Les féministes sont également présentes...<br />Je ne le suis pas,<br />Mais j'avoue que parfois<br />Leurs statues doivent trembler...<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-675461703912435258?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-67099885705357859752011-09-05T21:15:00.012+02:002011-09-05T21:33:34.634+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aGK71si_jB4/TmUimvHjEaI/AAAAAAAAIVY/8HKLV5ODKVo/s1600/IMG_3050.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aGK71si_jB4/TmUimvHjEaI/AAAAAAAAIVY/8HKLV5ODKVo/s400/IMG_3050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648959356484653474" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Ottawa (2)</span><br />Je partage des images...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c65fb9btC14/TmUicIUsBLI/AAAAAAAAIVQ/K9oEpcjpXKE/s1600/IMG_3052.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c65fb9btC14/TmUicIUsBLI/AAAAAAAAIVQ/K9oEpcjpXKE/s400/IMG_3052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648959174272091314" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Des écarquillements...<br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R_cWUobw99I/TmUh_5WMxSI/AAAAAAAAIVI/cS1tTO9KHGc/s1600/IMG_3053.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R_cWUobw99I/TmUh_5WMxSI/AAAAAAAAIVI/cS1tTO9KHGc/s400/IMG_3053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648958689215563042" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F4fbdIHQ-vQ/TmUhy1wNcmI/AAAAAAAAIVA/ZQfZRzs4Z78/s1600/IMG_3054.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F4fbdIHQ-vQ/TmUhy1wNcmI/AAAAAAAAIVA/ZQfZRzs4Z78/s400/IMG_3054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648958464912618082" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Des mondes parallèles...<br />Des époques qui se retrouvent,<br />Étonnamment contemporaines...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DEzkmphdHMQ/TmUhlAHx_gI/AAAAAAAAIU4/McUURVOCqbA/s1600/IMG_3035.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DEzkmphdHMQ/TmUhlAHx_gI/AAAAAAAAIU4/McUURVOCqbA/s400/IMG_3035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648958227177668098" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Je trouve que le mélange a bien pris...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xyfpv8BRgZQ/TmUhJL2jXkI/AAAAAAAAIUw/9TJcj2AjhIg/s1600/IMG_3056.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xyfpv8BRgZQ/TmUhJL2jXkI/AAAAAAAAIUw/9TJcj2AjhIg/s400/IMG_3056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648957749290294850" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Cette ville est surprenante,<br />Encore plus,<br />Après des kilomètres de forêts...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oFXVSVmjys4/TmUg88Ka8yI/AAAAAAAAIUo/Jxyhbn_ptKI/s1600/IMG_3060.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oFXVSVmjys4/TmUg88Ka8yI/AAAAAAAAIUo/Jxyhbn_ptKI/s400/IMG_3060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648957538920231714" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Ce parlement est imposant...<br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xfbfeb0juw8/TmUgd3zEnUI/AAAAAAAAIUg/MU1PAIpparo/s1600/IMG_3061.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xfbfeb0juw8/TmUgd3zEnUI/AAAAAAAAIUg/MU1PAIpparo/s400/IMG_3061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648957005172612418" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cRnm24LKVmg/TmUgQbckq0I/AAAAAAAAIUY/S_4soHEqNdg/s1600/IMG_3062.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cRnm24LKVmg/TmUgQbckq0I/AAAAAAAAIUY/S_4soHEqNdg/s400/IMG_3062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648956774223752002" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JYLu5_VvSZY/TmUgCarrvjI/AAAAAAAAIUQ/y-42tqerxj4/s1600/IMG_3064.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JYLu5_VvSZY/TmUgCarrvjI/AAAAAAAAIUQ/y-42tqerxj4/s400/IMG_3064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648956533500526130" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Et la liaison ancien moderne<br />Se fait très bien...<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-6709988570535785975?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-39429273746501321992011-09-04T21:19:00.010+02:002011-09-04T21:41:29.646+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1qwEoMWogLA/TmPRsd4w_6I/AAAAAAAAIUI/Ed0ALc3WjV0/s1600/IMG_3027.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1qwEoMWogLA/TmPRsd4w_6I/AAAAAAAAIUI/Ed0ALc3WjV0/s400/IMG_3027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648588919519903650" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ottawa, <br />Première ville de l'Ontario... <br />La verdure est loin, <br />On sent l'Amérique... <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-py8DqBE-VZg/TmPRb6hwjaI/AAAAAAAAIUA/cGMuexRdrIs/s1600/IMG_3028.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-py8DqBE-VZg/TmPRb6hwjaI/AAAAAAAAIUA/cGMuexRdrIs/s400/IMG_3028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648588635150257570" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">C'est une belle ville, <br />Avec des monuments imposants, <br />Une ambiance festive... <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wpf6EoCzbs/TmPRC-R9dwI/AAAAAAAAIT4/DExLwmUCBh8/s1600/IMG_3030.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wpf6EoCzbs/TmPRC-R9dwI/AAAAAAAAIT4/DExLwmUCBh8/s400/IMG_3030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648588206661007106" border="0" /></a> <br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A l'entrée de la rue Saint Paul, <br />Une artère piétonne, <br />Grouillante de monde, <br />Et cependant agréable, <br />Un ours écrasant de sa patte un poisson, <br />Vous accueille, <br />Retour aux sources... <br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wv8zJzSnze0/TmPQ0A0XGQI/AAAAAAAAITw/HWcUdGAIA_g/s1600/IMG_3034.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wv8zJzSnze0/TmPQ0A0XGQI/AAAAAAAAITw/HWcUdGAIA_g/s400/IMG_3034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648587949644126466" border="0" /></a> <br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l95pgX7kpMo/TmPQmSeGvKI/AAAAAAAAITo/e2rbN7bombM/s1600/IMG_3040.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l95pgX7kpMo/TmPQmSeGvKI/AAAAAAAAITo/e2rbN7bombM/s400/IMG_3040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648587713864449186" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">C'est ici que j'ai commencé une longue série, <br />De murs miroirs... <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jSsKiaFYEHg/TmPQV-9TgmI/AAAAAAAAITc/GG5TItQRdNg/s1600/IMG_3041.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jSsKiaFYEHg/TmPQV-9TgmI/AAAAAAAAITc/GG5TItQRdNg/s400/IMG_3041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648587433748693602" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Un totem, <br />J'aime que ce symbole subsiste, <br />Même s'il est à l'entrée d'un magasin, <br />Même s'il n'est là que pour vendre... <br />Même s'il peut sembler <br />Comme une croix dans un cimetière... <br />Il rappelle malgré tout... <br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tzRl8Xuhl5c/TmPQFCyPHGI/AAAAAAAAITU/JTu4SUo38bg/s1600/IMG_3043.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tzRl8Xuhl5c/TmPQFCyPHGI/AAAAAAAAITU/JTu4SUo38bg/s400/IMG_3043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648587142718233698" border="0" /></a> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SoGn3R6IaGk/TmPP091sp7I/AAAAAAAAITM/1FleQHqtHqE/s1600/IMG_3047.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SoGn3R6IaGk/TmPP091sp7I/AAAAAAAAITM/1FleQHqtHqE/s400/IMG_3047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648586866512668594" border="0" /></a> <br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XXEhrYA54bQ/TmPPp00rKZI/AAAAAAAAITE/KHiPuxOvwWw/s1600/IMG_3049.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XXEhrYA54bQ/TmPPp00rKZI/AAAAAAAAITE/KHiPuxOvwWw/s400/IMG_3049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648586675113896338" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Un mélange de passé et de présent, <br />Ottawa, <br />Capitale souvent méconnue, <br />Est une ville à voir... <br />Et à vivre... <br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-3942927374650132199?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-13195074838974266972011-08-31T21:16:00.010+02:002011-08-31T21:37:22.672+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yGfjPibuUug/Tl6KfMgs7JI/AAAAAAAAIS0/CgPv0I3esFs/s1600/IMG_3010.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yGfjPibuUug/Tl6KfMgs7JI/AAAAAAAAIS0/CgPv0I3esFs/s400/IMG_3010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647103251308145810" border="0" /></a>Un dernier post du Québec, <br />Je le souligne, <br />Car j'avoue avoir préféré le Québec <br />A l'Ontario, <br />Mais bon, j'avoue aussi <br />Avoir vu des villes de l'Ontario, <br />Mais pas l'Ontario... <br />Donc en route pour l'Ontario, <br />Juste pour sourire, <br />Agrandissez la photo du dessus... <br />Et lisez le message sur la pancarte rouge, <br />A droite... <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Spgmt4WjL0/Tl6KQD5isDI/AAAAAAAAISs/_PBR4tThE9U/s1600/IMG_3011.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Spgmt4WjL0/Tl6KQD5isDI/AAAAAAAAISs/_PBR4tThE9U/s400/IMG_3011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647102991298375730" border="0" /></a>Donc, des routes <br />En forêt... <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Lhhn4WFRhw/Tl6KBJCSKxI/AAAAAAAAISk/XLGegq_YVWY/s1600/IMG_3012.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Lhhn4WFRhw/Tl6KBJCSKxI/AAAAAAAAISk/XLGegq_YVWY/s400/IMG_3012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647102734979181330" border="0" /></a>Et ces panneaux jaunes <br />Qui me conviennent mieux que les rouges... <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UZZGsyARrUo/Tl6J0cqNGPI/AAAAAAAAISc/Vbkt97e1l7w/s1600/IMG_3013.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UZZGsyARrUo/Tl6J0cqNGPI/AAAAAAAAISc/Vbkt97e1l7w/s400/IMG_3013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647102516908595442" border="0" /></a>Les lacs, omniprésents... <br />Avec ces arbres qui blanchissent <br />En groupe par endroit... <br />Comme un cimetière lacustre... <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HBM16iiKzx0/Tl6JikPS3MI/AAAAAAAAISU/M4wyhuAbLWo/s1600/IMG_3016.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HBM16iiKzx0/Tl6JikPS3MI/AAAAAAAAISU/M4wyhuAbLWo/s400/IMG_3016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647102209705565378" border="0" /></a>De petits villages, <br />Avec leur plage, <br />Un souvenir qui me revient, <br />A cet endroit, <br />De nombreuses voitures qui se suivent <br />Klaxonnent bruyamment, <br />Un mariage ?... <br />Non, les 80 ans de la mamie, <br />Joli non ? <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6lL191EuQo/Tl6JVaFuWqI/AAAAAAAAISM/jblDY00_nW4/s1600/IMG_3018.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6lL191EuQo/Tl6JVaFuWqI/AAAAAAAAISM/jblDY00_nW4/s400/IMG_3018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647101983642770082" border="0" /></a>La petite maison au bord du lac... <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jE3J0JluItE/Tl6JBhRmjVI/AAAAAAAAISE/GPNkamwTJ2M/s1600/IMG_3019.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jE3J0JluItE/Tl6JBhRmjVI/AAAAAAAAISE/GPNkamwTJ2M/s400/IMG_3019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647101641974254930" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Le pick-up qui va avec...</span> <br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Un entrepreneur en chauffage apparemment...</span> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUvstVQzKI8/Tl6ItFLmsqI/AAAAAAAAIR8/UzCMwSfPr1o/s1600/IMG_3023.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUvstVQzKI8/Tl6ItFLmsqI/AAAAAAAAIR8/UzCMwSfPr1o/s400/IMG_3023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647101290835522210" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Et puis,</span> <br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Cette dernière ferme,</span> <br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Prise en photo depuis la voiture...</span> <br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Le flou de mon déplacement</span> <br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Confirme que je quitte le Québec</span> <br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Et sa verdure...</span> <br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Je ne sais pas encore</span> <br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Qu'il va me manquer...</span> <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-1319507483897426697?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-88008995167014767802011-08-28T20:54:00.009+02:002011-08-28T21:12:40.057+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z52P6KRRFxw/TlqQfwcRWUI/AAAAAAAAIR0/vzTVKlb7JoM/s1600/IMG_2952.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z52P6KRRFxw/TlqQfwcRWUI/AAAAAAAAIR0/vzTVKlb7JoM/s400/IMG_2952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645983958116161858" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mont Tremblant "village", <br />Il y a la petite ville, <br />Charmante et touristique, <br />Un peu plus loin... <br />Ici c'est le village, <br />Un complexe de sport d'hiver, <br />Qui reste malgré tout vivant l'été... <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hv6OX78ERiE/TlqQPG3_4fI/AAAAAAAAIRs/z88fkc_iBhA/s1600/IMG_2961.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hv6OX78ERiE/TlqQPG3_4fI/AAAAAAAAIRs/z88fkc_iBhA/s400/IMG_2961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645983672080261618" border="0" /></a>Une vieille américaine à vendre, <br />On ne les croise plus guère sur les routes... <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oTbtj3O2yJo/TlqQDBj5oZI/AAAAAAAAIRk/EOb3DhfO7rI/s1600/IMG_2962.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oTbtj3O2yJo/TlqQDBj5oZI/AAAAAAAAIRk/EOb3DhfO7rI/s400/IMG_2962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645983464495358354" border="0" /></a>Le rouge et le vert, <br />Les deux couleurs que j'ai le plus vues <br />Pendant 15 jours... <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1lsWEB9Yj2Q/TlqPxBAf_KI/AAAAAAAAIRc/mgDSzSi9M1s/s1600/IMG_2972.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1lsWEB9Yj2Q/TlqPxBAf_KI/AAAAAAAAIRc/mgDSzSi9M1s/s400/IMG_2972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645983155109231778" border="0" /></a>Ce blackbird a attiré mon attention <br />Par son cri, <br />Il a eu la gentillesse de se laisser <br />Tirer le portrait... <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w8EQfg1kt18/TlqPoZofXRI/AAAAAAAAIRU/4ETG8pRK5TA/s1600/IMG_2980.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w8EQfg1kt18/TlqPoZofXRI/AAAAAAAAIRU/4ETG8pRK5TA/s400/IMG_2980.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645983007100591378" border="0" /></a>Les fils et les poteaux électriques, <br />En apparent partout... <br />Avec un ciel aussi beau, <br />J'avoue que ça ne manque pas de charme... <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gm_zwLMvDrA/TlqPerK4oSI/AAAAAAAAIRM/w1c7vmvwfN8/s1600/IMG_2997.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gm_zwLMvDrA/TlqPerK4oSI/AAAAAAAAIRM/w1c7vmvwfN8/s400/IMG_2997.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645982840009564450" border="0" /></a>Une pâquerette, planquée, <br />Incertaine sur la date <br />Du retour de la neige... <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-io7hkgaidk0/TlqPUmBHbYI/AAAAAAAAIRE/fE1Dbo1m7sk/s1600/IMG_3006.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-io7hkgaidk0/TlqPUmBHbYI/AAAAAAAAIRE/fE1Dbo1m7sk/s400/IMG_3006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645982666827722114" border="0" /></a> <br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Et toujours cette nature, <br />Omniprésente, <br />Et nourrissante... <br />Un seul regret... <br />Je n'ai pas eu le temps <br />D'immortaliser <br />L’écureuil canadien, <br />Sans panache comme chez nous, <br />Genre Tic et Tac, <br />(Même s'il avait quitté son chapeau) <br />Que j'ai vu passer sur cette barrière... <br /></span></div> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-8800899516701476780?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-68442375130480932992011-08-27T22:12:00.009+02:002011-08-27T22:37:52.080+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-APzrRl0s5U0/TllSE2RmgKI/AAAAAAAAIQ8/9ZjfUxIS8es/s1600/IMG_2927.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-APzrRl0s5U0/TllSE2RmgKI/AAAAAAAAIQ8/9ZjfUxIS8es/s400/IMG_2927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645633851127922850" border="0" /></a> <br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Saint Alexis des Monts, <br />Le bourg... <br />C'est étonnant de trouver <br />Au milieu de tant de nature <br />Des endroits où l'homme <br />A laissé plus de traces, <br />Pour autant, ce sont des lieux <br />Qui sont accueillants, <br />Agréables, <br />A une "juste" dimension... <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho53AitvK8c/TllR1sNJOkI/AAAAAAAAIQ0/3w4xqqzLeEc/s1600/IMG_2928.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho53AitvK8c/TllR1sNJOkI/AAAAAAAAIQ0/3w4xqqzLeEc/s400/IMG_2928.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645633590726834754" border="0" /></a> <br />Même si les trucks les traversent, <br />Ils sont un peu folkloriques, <br />C'est l'Amérique qui pointe son nez... <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O7l4aqDwRwE/TllRn7x_J6I/AAAAAAAAIQs/2FjkuHHiOOA/s1600/IMG_2930.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O7l4aqDwRwE/TllRn7x_J6I/AAAAAAAAIQs/2FjkuHHiOOA/s400/IMG_2930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645633354389727138" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Et, lorsque quelques minutes après <br />Je me retrouve face à cela, <br />J'ai la sensation <br />D'avoir tout compris, <br />La ville, un peu, <br />Mais pas trop... <br />Sinon, elle n'est plus humaine... <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DJ_jE_Y7uCA/TllRWYMqEHI/AAAAAAAAIQk/lh2t51dEpXw/s1600/IMG_2939.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DJ_jE_Y7uCA/TllRWYMqEHI/AAAAAAAAIQk/lh2t51dEpXw/s400/IMG_2939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645633052780138610" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Et ce lac, <br />Il doit être vu d'ailleurs, <br />Quitter la berge... <br />Le voir de l'intérieur, <br />Ou du moins sous un autre angle... <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c3GoCGPuX2Y/TllQ3QbieVI/AAAAAAAAIQc/cR2uSQ-eDYI/s1600/IMG_2940.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c3GoCGPuX2Y/TllQ3QbieVI/AAAAAAAAIQc/cR2uSQ-eDYI/s400/IMG_2940.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645632518119127378" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">La lumière est belle, <br />Les herbes vert tendre... <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sgQvqZRmChw/TllQqb0_92I/AAAAAAAAIQU/J_x31FrhfRI/s1600/IMG_2941.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sgQvqZRmChw/TllQqb0_92I/AAAAAAAAIQU/J_x31FrhfRI/s400/IMG_2941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645632297840408418" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Le soleil rayonne... <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wc8gDqhtxz4/TllQZ8XU7UI/AAAAAAAAIQM/PLe2VWWqTiE/s1600/IMG_2944.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wc8gDqhtxz4/TllQZ8XU7UI/AAAAAAAAIQM/PLe2VWWqTiE/s400/IMG_2944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645632014516546882" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Et le ponton se fait promontoire...</span> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pvSiM7hCsGU/TllQLOTWZ9I/AAAAAAAAIQE/ZsFOayNQ8Kg/s1600/IMG_2947.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pvSiM7hCsGU/TllQLOTWZ9I/AAAAAAAAIQE/ZsFOayNQ8Kg/s400/IMG_2947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645631761633667026" border="0" /></a>Des moments simples, <br />Juste ouvrir les yeux, <br />Juste les vivre... <br />Justement... <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-6844237513048093299?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-45488753479267015192011-08-26T21:26:00.013+02:002011-08-26T22:06:32.357+02:00 <br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jHy-ulIJgxo/Tlf2vDOoCAI/AAAAAAAAIP0/xoeN3Fh3tEc/s1600/IMG_2892.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jHy-ulIJgxo/Tlf2vDOoCAI/AAAAAAAAIP0/xoeN3Fh3tEc/s400/IMG_2892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645251946113140738" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Saint Alexis des Monts, <br />Le Lac à l'Eau Claire... <br />Un très bel endroit, <br />Au milieu de nulle part, <br />Ou plus exactement <br />Au milieu de la forêt... <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-37EdVPF-3Rk/Tlf2Z-suXGI/AAAAAAAAIPs/VXCKNxGrGUA/s1600/IMG_2906.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-37EdVPF-3Rk/Tlf2Z-suXGI/AAAAAAAAIPs/VXCKNxGrGUA/s400/IMG_2906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645251584119954530" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Paisible, beau, calme... <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7mbPKX8xoco/Tlf2Lsfwr7I/AAAAAAAAIPk/H1-kNmD8E98/s1600/IMG_2907.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7mbPKX8xoco/Tlf2Lsfwr7I/AAAAAAAAIPk/H1-kNmD8E98/s400/IMG_2907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645251338715574194" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Je ne peux m'empêcher, <br />(pourquoi le devrais-je d'ailleurs ?) <br />De me préparer des souvenirs à revoir... <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DJYRsO9eDSQ/Tlf1uIlbrXI/AAAAAAAAIPc/NcTjBqd0hg4/s1600/IMG_2912.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DJYRsO9eDSQ/Tlf1uIlbrXI/AAAAAAAAIPc/NcTjBqd0hg4/s400/IMG_2912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645250830859480434" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ce que je retiens en moi, <br />Ce sont les sons... <br />Les bruissements du vent dans les branches, <br />Le clapotis de l'eau... <br />Les chants d'oiseaux... <br />Et, aussi, <br />Les maringouins, <br />Moustiques autochtones, <br />Qui sont petits, <br />Silencieux, <br />Mais se déplacent en nuée, <br />Tels nos moucherons... <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iLumMPplrJM/Tlf1jMziJDI/AAAAAAAAIPU/J1QYhRRwAoI/s1600/IMG_2913.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iLumMPplrJM/Tlf1jMziJDI/AAAAAAAAIPU/J1QYhRRwAoI/s400/IMG_2913.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645250643013805106" border="0" /></a>Là, c'est juste une image <br />Pour illustrer la capacité des Québécois <br />A choisir des noms on ne peut plus clair, <br />Donc, je vous présente "la boîte à bois" <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GmIvlkuEkNc/Tlf1VNZG0gI/AAAAAAAAIPM/Eilhcz4OO30/s1600/IMG_2914.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GmIvlkuEkNc/Tlf1VNZG0gI/AAAAAAAAIPM/Eilhcz4OO30/s400/IMG_2914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645250402653229570" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Se promener, <br />En bordure de lac, <br />Avec une superbe lumière, <br />Est un plaisir simple... <br />Mais quel plaisir... <br />Je vous laisse déguster... <br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tu-vjVU3kbU/Tlf0GwPntFI/AAAAAAAAIPE/Oa6hJhVuYdo/s1600/IMG_2921.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tu-vjVU3kbU/Tlf0GwPntFI/AAAAAAAAIPE/Oa6hJhVuYdo/s400/IMG_2921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645249054799017042" border="0" /></a> <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rba8kabmv90/Tlf6M9kMhdI/AAAAAAAAIP8/3a3rLQPvEio/s1600/IMG_2924.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rba8kabmv90/Tlf6M9kMhdI/AAAAAAAAIP8/3a3rLQPvEio/s400/IMG_2924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645255758523958738" border="0" /></a> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-4548875347926701519?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-23717618564682897512011-08-25T21:16:00.009+02:002011-08-25T21:34:18.609+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bhqtne9U6c8/TlahIY03X3I/AAAAAAAAIO0/IwQ1GXeQ5fo/s1600/IMG_2856.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bhqtne9U6c8/TlahIY03X3I/AAAAAAAAIO0/IwQ1GXeQ5fo/s400/IMG_2856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644876348430704498" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Le Lac Saint Jean, <br />Et son coucher de soleil <br />Que j'ai presque raté... <br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDEWB-BNnvc/Tlag7dNt_aI/AAAAAAAAIOo/MyzqbCntO0A/s1600/IMG_2857.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDEWB-BNnvc/Tlag7dNt_aI/AAAAAAAAIOo/MyzqbCntO0A/s400/IMG_2857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644876126270389666" border="0" /></a> <br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzSSRC5E74/Tlagu0CXOLI/AAAAAAAAIOg/QgHEt_md6Fc/s1600/IMG_2858.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzSSRC5E74/Tlagu0CXOLI/AAAAAAAAIOg/QgHEt_md6Fc/s400/IMG_2858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644875909058476210" border="0" /></a> <br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Aux abords du lac, <br />Des champs, la moisson juste passée, <br />Décidément... <br />Nous sommes à Chambord, <br />Sans château, <br />Mais avec le restaurant La Fringale <br />Dont l'enseigne a déjà été vue ici... <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mr8xRNl4obk/TlageMvVm8I/AAAAAAAAIOY/cc8e2SW_Iok/s1600/IMG_2860.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mr8xRNl4obk/TlageMvVm8I/AAAAAAAAIOY/cc8e2SW_Iok/s400/IMG_2860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644875623631788994" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Les bords du lac, <br />Avant la pluie... <br />Qui va venir rafraichir un peu <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IlfybRQ0kWg/TlagQr1gVnI/AAAAAAAAIOQ/mt0ia5cp31E/s1600/IMG_2865.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IlfybRQ0kWg/TlagQr1gVnI/AAAAAAAAIOQ/mt0ia5cp31E/s400/IMG_2865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644875391460988530" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">La mouette attend l'orage, <br />Sur un réverbère <br />Qui attend de s'allumer... <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7C51QDdWEgU/TlagHZRmriI/AAAAAAAAIOI/RrseNk4Iy_Q/s1600/IMG_2869.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7C51QDdWEgU/TlagHZRmriI/AAAAAAAAIOI/RrseNk4Iy_Q/s400/IMG_2869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644875231859748386" border="0" /></a>La campagne est verdoyante, <br />Le Canada ne manque pas d'eau... <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qbylD_PoMco/Tlaf-c6m62I/AAAAAAAAIOA/uvDwdmO0GOA/s1600/IMG_2871.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qbylD_PoMco/Tlaf-c6m62I/AAAAAAAAIOA/uvDwdmO0GOA/s400/IMG_2871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644875078218214242" border="0" /></a>Le ciel se couvre, <br />Discrètement... <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J44HCbH1_lU/Tlafy7ecZbI/AAAAAAAAIN4/JLJWmUhb7q8/s1600/IMG_2874.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J44HCbH1_lU/Tlafy7ecZbI/AAAAAAAAIN4/JLJWmUhb7q8/s400/IMG_2874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644874880263153074" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Et les canoës tracent un autre horizon... <br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-2371761856468289751?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-16726640777236684062011-08-24T21:20:00.013+02:002011-08-27T00:10:42.344+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zek-8sDzCPY/TlVQ-uDCv_I/AAAAAAAAINw/FGbUa6N1Qj8/s1600/IMG_2834.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zek-8sDzCPY/TlVQ-uDCv_I/AAAAAAAAINw/FGbUa6N1Qj8/s400/IMG_2834.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644506746421690354" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Au départ de Tadoussac, <br />Pour partir à la rencontre des baleines, <br />Il y a le choix entre le zodiac <br />Ou le bateau... <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jWpSdMhQto4/TlVQykEM-fI/AAAAAAAAINo/tPSEX8bPOZc/s1600/IMG_2835.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jWpSdMhQto4/TlVQykEM-fI/AAAAAAAAINo/tPSEX8bPOZc/s400/IMG_2835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644506537583770098" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Option choisie : le bateau... <br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cNSBKOs2NPw/TlVQkoWuNrI/AAAAAAAAINg/6IGVUliAgNs/s1600/IMG_2837.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cNSBKOs2NPw/TlVQkoWuNrI/AAAAAAAAINg/6IGVUliAgNs/s400/IMG_2837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644506298217019058" border="0" /></a> <br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kLb73SEJQek/TlVQUyEkYzI/AAAAAAAAINY/YTbV1htXmVI/s1600/IMG_2840.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kLb73SEJQek/TlVQUyEkYzI/AAAAAAAAINY/YTbV1htXmVI/s400/IMG_2840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644506025947325234" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Vue de plus loin, <br />Cette baie me plait toujours autant, <br />Je sais je me répète... <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yuqsWDXnb2I/TlVQL8oOgzI/AAAAAAAAINQ/p8eZQQcjRtk/s1600/IMG_2842.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yuqsWDXnb2I/TlVQL8oOgzI/AAAAAAAAINQ/p8eZQQcjRtk/s400/IMG_2842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644505874162418482" border="0" /></a> <br />Les baleines "nourrissent" la région, <br />Mais elles sont là aussi pour s'y nourrir, <br />La rencontre des eaux du Saint Laurent <br />Et de l'océan <br />Est visible, <br />Un trait blanc créé par les courants qui se trouvent, <br />Un réfectoire géant <br />Pour ces mammifères <br />Qui viennent se refaire une santé <br />Avant l'hiver... <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gOWiSHq02-Y/TlVP4GlyZXI/AAAAAAAAINI/7uK4KjlM11k/s1600/IMG_2846.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gOWiSHq02-Y/TlVP4GlyZXI/AAAAAAAAINI/7uK4KjlM11k/s400/IMG_2846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644505533239158130" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Cet endroit est très protégé, <br />C'est un véritable laboratoire naturel, <br />L'approche des baleines est très réglementé, <br />Bien heureusement d'ailleurs, <br />Des patrouilles omniprésentes <br />Et cependant discrètes, <br />Veillent à ce qu'elles ne soient pas perturbées... <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6K8Zf7MiuEE/TlVPu1MAXZI/AAAAAAAAINA/tq6TYxTpzts/s1600/IMG_2848.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6K8Zf7MiuEE/TlVPu1MAXZI/AAAAAAAAINA/tq6TYxTpzts/s400/IMG_2848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644505373948796306" border="0" /></a>Un naturaliste présent à bord <br />Alerte sur la présence des cétacés... <br />Souffle à dix heures... <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dod1kP1MS7o/TlVPUpqF4hI/AAAAAAAAIM4/eygVDqHBYuE/s1600/IMG_2850.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dod1kP1MS7o/TlVPUpqF4hI/AAAAAAAAIM4/eygVDqHBYuE/s400/IMG_2850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644504924177162770" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Il ne faut pas s'imaginer <br />Pouvoir immortaliser <br />La baleine de Pinocchio...</span> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dyS8XESv0eM/TlVPKenFxqI/AAAAAAAAIMw/8NbTdFNEdQk/s1600/IMG_2851.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dyS8XESv0eM/TlVPKenFxqI/AAAAAAAAIMw/8NbTdFNEdQk/s400/IMG_2851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644504749413090978" border="0" /></a>Mais, quelle joie de les voir, <br />Telles des forces tranquilles, <br />Quelle joie, de partager un peu de leur monde, <br />J'ai ressenti ce moment <br />Comme une leçon de vie... <br />La puissance, <br />Pacifique... <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-1672664077723668406?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-39896068974748949022011-08-23T21:38:00.009+02:002011-08-23T21:52:59.476+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oGackHNE9II/TlQDG8NPSqI/AAAAAAAAIMo/v-AbvpOj4yc/s1600/IMG_2817.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oGackHNE9II/TlQDG8NPSqI/AAAAAAAAIMo/v-AbvpOj4yc/s400/IMG_2817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644139650777828002" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">La baie de Tadoussac, <br />J'en ai déjà parlé hier, <br />Peu importe, <br />Enfin si, en fait, <br />J'en reparle car c'est un endroit que j'aime, <br />Un endroit exceptionnel, <br />A l’œil déjà, <br />Sans rien en savoir, <br />L'Histoire en rajoute...</span> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eRhJ2ovXDMQ/TlQC6WTO8zI/AAAAAAAAIMg/0i4NOU6sn7s/s1600/IMG_2819.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eRhJ2ovXDMQ/TlQC6WTO8zI/AAAAAAAAIMg/0i4NOU6sn7s/s400/IMG_2819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644139434443993906" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Un endroit qui a résonné en moi, <br />Allez savoir pourquoi ?... <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MFa8T-FjpQk/TlQCu6epsQI/AAAAAAAAIMY/FWVCXFwsUCg/s1600/IMG_2820.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MFa8T-FjpQk/TlQCu6epsQI/AAAAAAAAIMY/FWVCXFwsUCg/s400/IMG_2820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644139237997129986" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Un peu plus loin, <br />Des dunes de sable, <br />Inattendues... <br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sUkmRPkbmRo/TlQCl68547I/AAAAAAAAIMQ/RDCq7lMnasQ/s1600/IMG_2823.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sUkmRPkbmRo/TlQCl68547I/AAAAAAAAIMQ/RDCq7lMnasQ/s400/IMG_2823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644139083505198002" border="0" /></a> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8KDQvv5JOFc/TlQCWuZURiI/AAAAAAAAIMI/g3v3KV8eebU/s1600/IMG_2824.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8KDQvv5JOFc/TlQCWuZURiI/AAAAAAAAIMI/g3v3KV8eebU/s400/IMG_2824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644138822436668962" border="0" /></a> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ejkuqXETTjc/TlQCEIKiErI/AAAAAAAAIMA/f8oR0gb_lOI/s1600/IMG_2832.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ejkuqXETTjc/TlQCEIKiErI/AAAAAAAAIMA/f8oR0gb_lOI/s400/IMG_2832.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644138502936466098" border="0" /></a> <br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3CAwXCk6nVo/TlQB2hoztiI/AAAAAAAAIL4/MvxRCiIawMc/s1600/IMG_2833.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3CAwXCk6nVo/TlQB2hoztiI/AAAAAAAAIL4/MvxRCiIawMc/s400/IMG_2833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644138269256168994" border="0" /></a>Quitter Tadoussac et sa baie, <br />Mais en bateau, <br />Pour aller rendre visite <br />Aux baleines, <br />C'est plutôt motivant, <br />Surtout que je sais, <br />Qu'après avoir quitté <br />Cette bourgade, <br />Pour d'autres curiosités, <br />Je vais revenir... <br />Incessamment... <br />Sous peu... <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-3989606897474894902?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-50873465313232137932011-08-21T21:34:00.010+02:002011-08-21T21:48:28.287+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w9M1fY6cuoI/TlFf_T6hFQI/AAAAAAAAILw/r3qztpczAnM/s1600/IMG_2802.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w9M1fY6cuoI/TlFf_T6hFQI/AAAAAAAAILw/r3qztpczAnM/s400/IMG_2802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643397349354050818" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">En route pour Tadoussac,</span> <br />Longeant le Saint Laurent... <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kLIq5D2sOrk/TlFfDJHnu6I/AAAAAAAAILg/ke_QZwj5TRo/s1600/IMG_2804.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kLIq5D2sOrk/TlFfDJHnu6I/AAAAAAAAILg/ke_QZwj5TRo/s400/IMG_2804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643396315664071586" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Jusqu'au fjord...</span> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S2gQVqA7lgo/TlFe26N-y_I/AAAAAAAAILY/fftvOWGHK40/s1600/IMG_2806.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S2gQVqA7lgo/TlFe26N-y_I/AAAAAAAAILY/fftvOWGHK40/s400/IMG_2806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643396105505786866" border="0" /></a>Bac obligatoire, <br />Gratuit, <br />Comme les autoroutes d'ailleurs... <br /> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MRtx_Zq6U8c/TlFeqJGoygI/AAAAAAAAILQ/z_b1je6AwxY/s1600/IMG_2809.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MRtx_Zq6U8c/TlFeqJGoygI/AAAAAAAAILQ/z_b1je6AwxY/s400/IMG_2809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643395886163216898" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Tadoussac, <br />Très bel endroit, <br />Chargé d'histoire...</span> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9uKHrd-G3T0/TlFeeZN3DEI/AAAAAAAAILI/XQqOwok80XA/s1600/IMG_2812.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9uKHrd-G3T0/TlFeeZN3DEI/AAAAAAAAILI/XQqOwok80XA/s400/IMG_2812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643395684330048578" border="0" /></a>Et cette baie <br />Qui me restera gravée en mémoire... <br /> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MBwVu1e_aWk/TlFeR3kRj5I/AAAAAAAAILA/_nvm1w2vjiI/s1600/IMG_2813.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MBwVu1e_aWk/TlFeR3kRj5I/AAAAAAAAILA/_nvm1w2vjiI/s400/IMG_2813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643395469138825106" border="0" /></a> <br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KSMGtfHqaLE/TlFeFD4lV1I/AAAAAAAAIK4/nApTzUcNJvI/s1600/IMG_2816.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KSMGtfHqaLE/TlFeFD4lV1I/AAAAAAAAIK4/nApTzUcNJvI/s400/IMG_2816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643395249106933586" border="0" /></a> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-5087346531323213793?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-36431949763626625912011-08-19T21:16:00.011+02:002011-08-19T21:35:34.522+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dH0tIn6-tK8/Tk65Xesrn0I/AAAAAAAAIKw/7w3O0LjFKww/s1600/IMG_2784.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dH0tIn6-tK8/Tk65Xesrn0I/AAAAAAAAIKw/7w3O0LjFKww/s400/IMG_2784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642651196170411842" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">C'est parfois, souvent même, bien <br />De prendre des chemins de traverse... <br />Peu, sinon pas, de touristes, <br />Ils sont, tels des abeilles, autour du pot de miel... <br />Et là, un autre Québec encore... <br />De jolies maisons, <br />De belles percées vers le Saint Laurent, <br />Ce fleuve lac mer... <br />Omniprésent, <br />Mais dont on ne se lasse pas... <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aZ3JxGy8jEs/Tk64m9KZYzI/AAAAAAAAIKg/fsqFidImUjw/s1600/IMG_2785.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aZ3JxGy8jEs/Tk64m9KZYzI/AAAAAAAAIKg/fsqFidImUjw/s400/IMG_2785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642650362534519602" border="0" /></a> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-suK-ukq9aLk/Tk64YX8kMAI/AAAAAAAAIKY/XLMjUQMv2UI/s1600/IMG_2786.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-suK-ukq9aLk/Tk64YX8kMAI/AAAAAAAAIKY/XLMjUQMv2UI/s400/IMG_2786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642650112026226690" border="0" /></a> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wsxgyQJAbnU/Tk63wVzUonI/AAAAAAAAIKQ/WV0-9YuHvAk/s1600/IMG_2788.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wsxgyQJAbnU/Tk63wVzUonI/AAAAAAAAIKQ/WV0-9YuHvAk/s400/IMG_2788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642649424255820402" border="0" /></a> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wg6JDtfDtCU/Tk63VRlT0iI/AAAAAAAAIKI/Kxaasg3TFWw/s1600/IMG_2789.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wg6JDtfDtCU/Tk63VRlT0iI/AAAAAAAAIKI/Kxaasg3TFWw/s400/IMG_2789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642648959266837026" border="0" /></a> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hc0ubyve7xE/Tk63KWF-S7I/AAAAAAAAIKA/gUcbfbkLmY0/s1600/IMG_2793.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hc0ubyve7xE/Tk63KWF-S7I/AAAAAAAAIKA/gUcbfbkLmY0/s400/IMG_2793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642648771499019186" border="0" /></a> <br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nv9DlN-3NqM/Tk626tW86GI/AAAAAAAAIJ4/6ibfljeFUGE/s1600/IMG_2798.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nv9DlN-3NqM/Tk626tW86GI/AAAAAAAAIJ4/6ibfljeFUGE/s400/IMG_2798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642648502866339938" border="0" /></a>La prochaine fois, <br />Je vous emmène, <br />Pour un périple <br />Dans la nature canadienne... <br />Elle m'a séduite <br />A tel point <br />Qu'elle me manque encore... <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-3643194976362662591?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-20757271692370670582011-08-17T19:02:00.008+02:002011-08-17T19:12:35.525+02:00 <br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--aVsqoomHoQ/Tkv1fctT-DI/AAAAAAAAIJo/ZkjjHNKqask/s1600/IMG_2769.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--aVsqoomHoQ/Tkv1fctT-DI/AAAAAAAAIJo/ZkjjHNKqask/s400/IMG_2769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641872878842673202" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Assez impressionnant, <br />Je dois dire... <br />Enorme bâtisse... <br />Je me suis sentie toute petite... <br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-37Tfr6T5Iqk/Tkv1S2cY_2I/AAAAAAAAIJg/W83H8tth-nY/s1600/IMG_2772.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-37Tfr6T5Iqk/Tkv1S2cY_2I/AAAAAAAAIJg/W83H8tth-nY/s400/IMG_2772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641872662412722018" border="0" /></a> <br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7MQYbnHptFw/Tkv1FtmhMPI/AAAAAAAAIJY/PXyIslyID0o/s1600/IMG_2774.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7MQYbnHptFw/Tkv1FtmhMPI/AAAAAAAAIJY/PXyIslyID0o/s400/IMG_2774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641872436700983538" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Les abords valent aussi le détour, <br />Avec une belle vue <br />Sur le Saint Laurent... <br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gen6JhNaZ98/Tkv05Na3upI/AAAAAAAAIJQ/UHgUaGvAeQg/s1600/IMG_2777.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gen6JhNaZ98/Tkv05Na3upI/AAAAAAAAIJQ/UHgUaGvAeQg/s400/IMG_2777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641872221903764114" border="0" /></a> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J--RqnnJqMI/Tkv0uc1lsoI/AAAAAAAAIJI/6GN78qiVD3E/s1600/IMG_2778.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J--RqnnJqMI/Tkv0uc1lsoI/AAAAAAAAIJI/6GN78qiVD3E/s400/IMG_2778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641872037063799426" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lm5iuvLntTU/Tkv2Z4vbuSI/AAAAAAAAIJw/_fYanfGxBdo/s1600/IMG_2783.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lm5iuvLntTU/Tkv2Z4vbuSI/AAAAAAAAIJw/_fYanfGxBdo/s400/IMG_2783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641873882800175394" border="0" /></a> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-2075727169237067058?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-81847809432829722432011-08-16T21:31:00.010+02:002011-08-16T21:44:55.528+02:00 <br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0M1DhSLxa5M/TkrHvxpHGiI/AAAAAAAAIIw/AptavHAudYM/s1600/IMG_2750.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0M1DhSLxa5M/TkrHvxpHGiI/AAAAAAAAIIw/AptavHAudYM/s400/IMG_2750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641541106828515874" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Deux jours à Québec,</span> <br />Le temps d'en "profiter", <br />De croiser des petits cailloux, <br />Dont j'ai envie de garder le souvenir, <br />Demain, il sera temps de remonter, <br />Pour aller à la rencontre, <br />De l'image bien connue <br />De cette ville.. <br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gcSiibsr-aE/TkrHdbvhbvI/AAAAAAAAIIo/3BL3lWR4Dc4/s1600/IMG_2751.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gcSiibsr-aE/TkrHdbvhbvI/AAAAAAAAIIo/3BL3lWR4Dc4/s400/IMG_2751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641540791712182002" border="0" /></a> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CngyKbrX4Jg/TkrHRBQDbbI/AAAAAAAAIIg/SHD9_k0gGtc/s1600/IMG_2753.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CngyKbrX4Jg/TkrHRBQDbbI/AAAAAAAAIIg/SHD9_k0gGtc/s400/IMG_2753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641540578442440114" border="0" /></a> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dwt_YkSQcSY/TkrHE1p9oGI/AAAAAAAAIIU/6qxT4zNeh9g/s1600/IMG_2754.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dwt_YkSQcSY/TkrHE1p9oGI/AAAAAAAAIIU/6qxT4zNeh9g/s400/IMG_2754.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641540369171456098" border="0" /></a> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yppNBjJhaBk/TkrG33bvxEI/AAAAAAAAIIM/a0ITUevOp1w/s1600/IMG_2755.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yppNBjJhaBk/TkrG33bvxEI/AAAAAAAAIIM/a0ITUevOp1w/s400/IMG_2755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641540146310399042" border="0" /></a> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0A-I1b_LLg/TkrGcYHUceI/AAAAAAAAIIE/6bor29nTl4s/s1600/IMG_2756.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0A-I1b_LLg/TkrGcYHUceI/AAAAAAAAIIE/6bor29nTl4s/s400/IMG_2756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641539674046755298" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbkiRco5yzU/TkrIn-JYfEI/AAAAAAAAII4/km3nGvTqGAw/s1600/IMG_2760.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbkiRco5yzU/TkrIn-JYfEI/AAAAAAAAII4/km3nGvTqGAw/s400/IMG_2760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641542072257772610" border="0" /></a> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-8184780943282972243?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-15119673503831240412011-08-15T21:16:00.013+02:002011-08-15T21:35:22.687+02:00 <br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fuGm3HSBRcE/Tklz1Gg0kpI/AAAAAAAAIHs/jNnsjK9vFpc/s1600/IMG_2732.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fuGm3HSBRcE/Tklz1Gg0kpI/AAAAAAAAIHs/jNnsjK9vFpc/s400/IMG_2732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641167364376793746" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">La ville haute, <br />Qu'en dire... <br />Il fait beau, <br />Il faudra revenir demain, <br />Pour voir ce pour quoi elle est connue, <br />Mais j'avoue que le chemin <br />Qui y conduit <br />Ne manque pas de charme... <br />Je vous laisse, <br />Avec des images, <br />Sans mot... <br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FdbBZbheMuQ/Tklzn29bPpI/AAAAAAAAIHk/gIqlUxecdvY/s1600/IMG_2733.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FdbBZbheMuQ/Tklzn29bPpI/AAAAAAAAIHk/gIqlUxecdvY/s400/IMG_2733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641167136863501970" border="0" /></a> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vD5QGlte3D4/TklzbKN_l0I/AAAAAAAAIHc/bvuLdRxEAuo/s1600/IMG_2734.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vD5QGlte3D4/TklzbKN_l0I/AAAAAAAAIHc/bvuLdRxEAuo/s400/IMG_2734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641166918694967106" border="0" /></a> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uOt3KQgtxII/TklzJ91LNVI/AAAAAAAAIHU/Kq1RVGEHieY/s1600/IMG_2736.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uOt3KQgtxII/TklzJ91LNVI/AAAAAAAAIHU/Kq1RVGEHieY/s400/IMG_2736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641166623311869266" border="0" /></a> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vaMfQt7zu6Q/Tkly1B35QZI/AAAAAAAAIHM/IYpuXo3Xcls/s1600/IMG_2739.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vaMfQt7zu6Q/Tkly1B35QZI/AAAAAAAAIHM/IYpuXo3Xcls/s400/IMG_2739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641166263619764626" border="0" /></a> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j3Bv27ek5Sk/TklyNolxaXI/AAAAAAAAIHE/dp8T2_8RxlM/s1600/IMG_2741.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j3Bv27ek5Sk/TklyNolxaXI/AAAAAAAAIHE/dp8T2_8RxlM/s400/IMG_2741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641165586817968498" border="0" /></a> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4n9Ei4Yq7PM/Tklx_WkogjI/AAAAAAAAIG8/xgGGutRPi4M/s1600/IMG_2742.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4n9Ei4Yq7PM/Tklx_WkogjI/AAAAAAAAIG8/xgGGutRPi4M/s400/IMG_2742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641165341463183922" border="0" /></a> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PWFz8KzT9Uc/TklxkBLW1JI/AAAAAAAAIG0/dW-fr8uoAh0/s1600/IMG_2743.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PWFz8KzT9Uc/TklxkBLW1JI/AAAAAAAAIG0/dW-fr8uoAh0/s400/IMG_2743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641164871863555218" border="0" /></a> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nknp24hQQko/TklxG5A82KI/AAAAAAAAIGg/QKtVh1HSw0o/s1600/IMG_2744.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nknp24hQQko/TklxG5A82KI/AAAAAAAAIGg/QKtVh1HSw0o/s400/IMG_2744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641164371456219298" border="0" /></a> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VoHLQHn7WCo/Tkl02yfIivI/AAAAAAAAIH0/cD3Wq9Zv06k/s1600/IMG_2748.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VoHLQHn7WCo/Tkl02yfIivI/AAAAAAAAIH0/cD3Wq9Zv06k/s400/IMG_2748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641168492872370930" border="0" /></a> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-1511967350383124041?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-35811877937897897372011-08-14T22:33:00.015+02:002011-08-14T23:00:30.517+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7W_po1fPBxk/Tkgy2UDqpHI/AAAAAAAAIFw/NkCeoLQxX4g/s1600/IMG_2707.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7W_po1fPBxk/Tkgy2UDqpHI/AAAAAAAAIFw/NkCeoLQxX4g/s400/IMG_2707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640814441959957618" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Logés dans la ville basse, <br />La nouvelle, <br />Il fallait accéder au vieux Québec... <br />Une pente, <br />Un ascenseur, <br />Puis une ballade dans le Québec <br />Pas encore "réhabilité", <br />Plein de charme aussi... <br /> <br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gIGqbrvyumU/Tkg2evfNp-I/AAAAAAAAIGQ/YAZL3iYPMLI/s1600/IMG_2710.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gIGqbrvyumU/Tkg2evfNp-I/AAAAAAAAIGQ/YAZL3iYPMLI/s400/IMG_2710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640818435052906466" border="0" /></a>Une fois arrivés en haut, <br />Il faut regarder en bas, <br />Plonger vers le Saint Laurent... <br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> <br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4gVsY60-ThA/Tkg10apBKGI/AAAAAAAAIGI/pk4-VjJjsY8/s1600/IMG_2727.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4gVsY60-ThA/Tkg10apBKGI/AAAAAAAAIGI/pk4-VjJjsY8/s400/IMG_2727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640817707902380130" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L9WSN1JZ614/Tkg1Wj8z7GI/AAAAAAAAIGA/5vHflPjMSdY/s1600/IMG_2725.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L9WSN1JZ614/Tkg1Wj8z7GI/AAAAAAAAIGA/5vHflPjMSdY/s400/IMG_2725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640817195005242466" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p_osgm775tU/TkgxyCRulXI/AAAAAAAAIFI/yy1VSben8jw/s1600/IMG_2728.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p_osgm775tU/TkgxyCRulXI/AAAAAAAAIFI/yy1VSben8jw/s400/IMG_2728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640813268955993458" border="0" /></a>Et prendre la porte... <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-okFj1HKIYhk/TkgxfDPxmAI/AAAAAAAAIFA/nN3-5Gy2L5k/s1600/IMG_2731.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-okFj1HKIYhk/TkgxfDPxmAI/AAAAAAAAIFA/nN3-5Gy2L5k/s400/IMG_2731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640812942798723074" border="0" /></a>Vers la vieille ville... <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-3581187793789789737?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-90335218169475004512011-08-13T21:34:00.016+02:002011-08-14T17:16:54.994+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RJ2Re4VVrac/TkbUraSCUdI/AAAAAAAAIE4/6mW_Y7ctvDg/s1600/IMG_2662.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RJ2Re4VVrac/TkbUraSCUdI/AAAAAAAAIE4/6mW_Y7ctvDg/s400/IMG_2662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640429425582559698" border="0" /></a> <br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> <br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-seNzIPLA7PQ/TkbUB86eB7I/AAAAAAAAIEo/hd5PzBYPfFA/s1600/IMG_2664.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-seNzIPLA7PQ/TkbUB86eB7I/AAAAAAAAIEo/hd5PzBYPfFA/s400/IMG_2664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640428713324447666" border="0" /></a> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-InHzB1umGBo/TkbTaHm2UXI/AAAAAAAAIEg/80Sxo-xqrpM/s1600/IMG_2666.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-InHzB1umGBo/TkbTaHm2UXI/AAAAAAAAIEg/80Sxo-xqrpM/s400/IMG_2666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640428029000175986" border="0" /></a> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3wI45K7Q4Ow/TkbTK462-MI/AAAAAAAAIEY/5qEfil6klKA/s1600/IMG_2667.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3wI45K7Q4Ow/TkbTK462-MI/AAAAAAAAIEY/5qEfil6klKA/s400/IMG_2667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640427767359535298" border="0" /></a> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_L42baHFTjY/TkbS2SMnRiI/AAAAAAAAIEQ/ZpCszB6jz2o/s1600/IMG_2669.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_L42baHFTjY/TkbS2SMnRiI/AAAAAAAAIEQ/ZpCszB6jz2o/s400/IMG_2669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640427413367637538" border="0" /></a> <br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-61vRbsjSi5Y/TkbSV2gRl9I/AAAAAAAAIEI/h3UWzHP2x6g/s1600/IMG_2674.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-61vRbsjSi5Y/TkbSV2gRl9I/AAAAAAAAIEI/h3UWzHP2x6g/s400/IMG_2674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640426856178096082" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Une journée, <br />Trop court pour cette ville <br />Mais je sais que... <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4IiUcQvnp8U" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-9033521816947500451?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-80188162719671742432011-08-11T20:54:00.009+02:002011-08-14T17:16:31.639+02:00 <br /><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MRQUtu2i3PE/TkQm7CcvIbI/AAAAAAAAID4/otTKil6Q4zI/s1600/IMG_2650.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639675429086241202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MRQUtu2i3PE/TkQm7CcvIbI/AAAAAAAAID4/otTKil6Q4zI/s400/IMG_2650.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">(rue Ste Catherine... ) <br />De passage à Montréal, <br />Une petite journée, <br />Un peu court, <br />Mais suffisant, <br />Pour donner l'envie de revenir... <br />Un regret, ne pas t'avoir vu Luc... <br />Ce n'est que partie remise ! </span> <br /> <br /> <br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nOMhMz77Zn8/TkQmvioJNII/AAAAAAAAIDw/d_lKiUNrjE8/s1600/IMG_2653.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639675231565591682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nOMhMz77Zn8/TkQmvioJNII/AAAAAAAAIDw/d_lKiUNrjE8/s400/IMG_2653.JPG" border="0" /></span></a> Alors voilà, <br />Quelques "bribes" de cette ville, <br />Accueillante, chaleureuse... <br /> <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l9E_8KYW1v0/TkQmedtty_I/AAAAAAAAIDo/DqO756pPmkA/s1600/IMG_2655.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639674938189007858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l9E_8KYW1v0/TkQmedtty_I/AAAAAAAAIDo/DqO756pPmkA/s400/IMG_2655.JPG" border="0" /></a> <br /> <br /><div> <br /><div> <br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gKnhh0IXS_o/TkQmEYz02EI/AAAAAAAAIDY/ZJkaTV4NLSQ/s1600/IMG_2657.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639674490195859522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gKnhh0IXS_o/TkQmEYz02EI/AAAAAAAAIDY/ZJkaTV4NLSQ/s400/IMG_2657.JPG" border="0" /></a> <br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639676899701178194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-donEZI51ddM/TkQoQo6qP1I/AAAAAAAAIEA/P-VIbcLJx2Y/s400/IMG_2656.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-8018816271967174243?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-20536431384239773922011-08-10T21:42:00.010+02:002011-08-10T22:19:56.611+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jtRb1586uL4/TkLiVhG3pAI/AAAAAAAAIDQ/f0Nl4rgZh8c/s1600/IMG_2982.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639318542713594882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jtRb1586uL4/TkLiVhG3pAI/AAAAAAAAIDQ/f0Nl4rgZh8c/s400/IMG_2982.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> (Mont Tremblant - Québec) <br /> <br />Différent du Stop, <br />Tout dans la nuance... <br />Aussi bien dans la formulation, <br />Que dans mon ressenti... <br /> <br /></span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4aBHyECMs10/TkLiGXZSYfI/AAAAAAAAIDI/32iJrksU9Fw/s1600/IMG_2985.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639318282408452594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4aBHyECMs10/TkLiGXZSYfI/AAAAAAAAIDI/32iJrksU9Fw/s400/IMG_2985.JPG" border="0" /></a> (Mont Tremblant - Québec) <br /> <br />Symbole Inuit, <br />Que j'ai croisé à maintes reprises... <br />Bijoux, affiches... <br />Il m'intriguait... <br />Celui-ci est une reproduction. <br />Son nom : Inukshuk, <br />Être humain aigssant à la place de... <br />Un genre d'épouvantail, <br />Servant pour la chasse aux caribous <br />Ou pour délimiter un terrain... <br />Imposant dans tous les cas... <br /> <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uLyvyIXzDsY/TkLhzeg9DPI/AAAAAAAAIDA/Nn32U4iZW20/s1600/IMG_3014.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639317957902142706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uLyvyIXzDsY/TkLhzeg9DPI/AAAAAAAAIDA/Nn32U4iZW20/s400/IMG_3014.JPG" border="0" /></a> (Vers Ottawa - Entre le Québec et l'Ontario) <br /> <br />Ces routes à perte de vue, <br />A perte de route même, <br />Il semble parfois, <br />A l'horizon, qu'il n'y en aura plus... <br />Bordées de forêts, <br />Au milieu de nulle part, <br />Personne devant, ni derrière, <br />Une nature magnifique, <br />Souveraine, <br />Qui, <br />Dans la suite du voyage, <br />M'a manquée... <br />Ce qui me rassure, <br />C'est qu'elle, <br />Je ne l'ai pas manquée. <br /> <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8F1VfOZpItw/TkLhdX8U39I/AAAAAAAAIC4/NEXuqQlSmKw/s1600/IMG_3021.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639317578180779986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8F1VfOZpItw/TkLhdX8U39I/AAAAAAAAIC4/NEXuqQlSmKw/s400/IMG_3021.JPG" border="0" /></a> (Vers Ottawa - Entre le Québec et l'Ontario) <br /> <br />Il est des régions agricoles, <br />Nombreuses, <br />Et ces fermes sont pour moi, <br />Une image forte que j'ai perçue <br />De ce que j'ai vu du Canada. <br /> <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mBk-jHLfo1E/TkLfa-w9m6I/AAAAAAAAICw/GoRgyJ4NF20/s1600/IMG_3091.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639315338039237538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mBk-jHLfo1E/TkLfa-w9m6I/AAAAAAAAICw/GoRgyJ4NF20/s400/IMG_3091.JPG" border="0" /></a> (Ottawa - Ontario) <br /> <br />Je n'avais pas photographié de canoë, <br />Si ce n'est de loin, sur un lac... <br />Comme pour me le rappeler, <br />Ils sont venus chercher mon objectif <br />En plein centre d'Ottawa... <br /> <br />Fin de ce florilège... <br />A bientôt pour plus de détails <br />Sur les endroits que j'ai traversés... <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-2053643138423977392?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-73598144137135745082011-08-09T22:07:00.009+02:002011-08-09T22:23:11.519+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fhuAeSUfQaM/TkGUkIexwcI/AAAAAAAAICo/E5845XfKuPg/s1600/IMG_2801.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638951556917346754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fhuAeSUfQaM/TkGUkIexwcI/AAAAAAAAICo/E5845XfKuPg/s400/IMG_2801.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">(Québec) <br />Les indiens, peuple "disparu"...</span> <br /> <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t_mWiW6Fv2Q/TkGUZomNc-I/AAAAAAAAICg/A2_h7rgB_z8/s1600/IMG_2808%2Breduite.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638951376559895522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t_mWiW6Fv2Q/TkGUZomNc-I/AAAAAAAAICg/A2_h7rgB_z8/s400/IMG_2808%2Breduite.JPG" border="0" /></a> (Tadoussac - Québec) <br />La fameuse poutine, <br />Frites, sauce et fromage... <br />On m'en avait parlé, <br />Comme un plat surprenant... <br />J'ai trouvé cela très bon, <br />A consommer avec modération, <br />Vu les calories... <br /> <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j43_-ZtXBVY/TkGUQw15tnI/AAAAAAAAICY/6WReWDkyhD4/s1600/IMG_2855.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638951224154371698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j43_-ZtXBVY/TkGUQw15tnI/AAAAAAAAICY/6WReWDkyhD4/s400/IMG_2855.JPG" border="0" /></a> (Chambord - Québec) <br />Encore une enseigne <br />Comme je les aime... <br /> <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3o7cpCjHRms/TkGUDoqNKII/AAAAAAAAICQ/pSC8vYKUQ38/s1600/IMG_2864.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638950998619531394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3o7cpCjHRms/TkGUDoqNKII/AAAAAAAAICQ/pSC8vYKUQ38/s400/IMG_2864.JPG" border="0" /></a>(Lac St Jean - Québec) <br />En pleine canicule, <br />ça peut surprendre, <br />En hiver, <br />ça peut servir... <br /> <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C6AQJDEBCBU/TkGT54unLRI/AAAAAAAAICI/nG4Y8CWwCCI/s1600/IMG_2894.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638950831134289170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C6AQJDEBCBU/TkGT54unLRI/AAAAAAAAICI/nG4Y8CWwCCI/s400/IMG_2894.JPG" border="0" /></a> (St Alexis des Monts - Québec) <br />De vraies feuilles d'érable... <br />Dernier épisode à suivre... <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-7359814413713574508?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-53625604908382635352011-08-08T21:00:00.007+02:002011-08-08T21:26:04.714+02:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nQkREjGTEd4/TkAzmsoe8pI/AAAAAAAAIB8/PpIS5PGIUKY/s1600/IMG_2922.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638563473376866962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nQkREjGTEd4/TkAzmsoe8pI/AAAAAAAAIB8/PpIS5PGIUKY/s400/IMG_2922.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">(St Alexis des Monts - Québec) <br />Des lacs et des forêts, <br />Parfois, à perte de vue... <br />Ce qui m'a étonnée, <br />C'est l'imagination, <br />Chaque lac a son nom... <br />J'ai même vue le "lac caché"... <br /></span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lk2aJ7VA5EU/TkAzSAESdaI/AAAAAAAAIB0/xQLmWXMx7Tc/s1600/IMG_2929.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638563117816509858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lk2aJ7VA5EU/TkAzSAESdaI/AAAAAAAAIB0/xQLmWXMx7Tc/s400/IMG_2929.JPG" border="0" /></a> (St Alexis des Monts) <br />La première fois <br />Que j'ai vu une enseigne "Dépanneur", <br />Je pensais à un genre de garage, <br />Mais non, <br />Ce sont en fait <br />De petites épiceries <br />Avec un maximum d'articles, <br />Pour dépanner... <br />Logique, non ?... <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qXq_QL6_kAo/TkAzHaUGB7I/AAAAAAAAIBs/V6skU6vpdN4/s1600/IMG_2938.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638562935883564978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qXq_QL6_kAo/TkAzHaUGB7I/AAAAAAAAIBs/V6skU6vpdN4/s400/IMG_2938.JPG" border="0" /></a>(St Alexis des Monts) <br />Leurs bus me plaisent aussi... <br />Rétros et beaux... <br /> <br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ei9rwEZ0RH0/TkAy1NehBmI/AAAAAAAAIBk/42g824xIggY/s1600/IMG_2963.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638562623199970914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ei9rwEZ0RH0/TkAy1NehBmI/AAAAAAAAIBk/42g824xIggY/s400/IMG_2963.JPG" border="0" /></a>(Mont Tremblant Le Village - Québec) <br />Un des mots que j'ai le plus entendu au Québec, <br />Dans ce cas, cette affiche était à l'entrée du village, <br />Mais en fait, <br />Quand vous dites merci, <br />Dans un restaurant ou tout autre endroit, <br />On vous répond "bienvenue", <br />C'est notre "je vous en prie", <br />Joli non ?... <br /> <br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d04WfruFlGk/TkAyozfhLII/AAAAAAAAIBc/S9YJOWIENDw/s1600/IMG_2978.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638562410066422914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d04WfruFlGk/TkAyozfhLII/AAAAAAAAIBc/S9YJOWIENDw/s400/IMG_2978.JPG" border="0" /></a> (Mont Tremblant - Québec) <br />Tête d'élan... <br />Je n'en ai pas croisé "en vrai"... <br />Il a été cependant omniprésent, <br />Comme marque, <br />Mais aussi sur les panneaux <br />De signalisation routière, <br />Indiquant un risque éventuel <br />De collision, <br />Avec un numéro de téléphone <br />Pour prévenir les autorités... <br />A demain... <br />Pour le 3/4...</div></div> <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-5362560490838263535?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-45701750325248810812011-08-07T21:48:00.006+02:002011-08-07T22:06:14.906+02:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Alors voilà,<br />Je ne savais comment commencer...<br />Vous livrer des images au fil de mon voyage,<br />Ou vous faire découvrir le Canada,<br />Enfin, ce que j'ai pu en voir,<br />A travers mon propre ressenti.<br />Finalement,<br />J'ai opté pour les deux...<br />Ma légendaire capacité à choisir...<br />Donc, je vais commencer par un florilège<br />En 4 épisodes...<br />(Ils faut les avoir vus tous pour se faire une idée).<br />En le préparant,<br />Je constate qu'il se déroule au Québec...<br />L'Ontario n'apparaîtra qu'au travers des images de villes.<br />C'est ma vision,<br />En rien réductrice,<br />Ce n'est que la mienne...<br />Ce florilège vous livrera<br />Ce qui m'a touchée,<br />Etonnée, ravie,<br />Dépaysée...<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638204592911265074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_-e7sTFh5Ok/Tj7tNGtzrTI/AAAAAAAAIBU/lp7AhckGGTY/s400/IMG_2689.JPG" border="0" /></span>(Enseigne d'un restaurant à Montréal,<br />symbole pour moi d'une nature bon enfant)<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UIrerARdDeU/Tj7tAM0de7I/AAAAAAAAIBM/pTrXr5xcXzA/s1600/IMG_2690.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638204371211484082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UIrerARdDeU/Tj7tAM0de7I/AAAAAAAAIBM/pTrXr5xcXzA/s400/IMG_2690.JPG" border="0" /></a> (Sur la route entre Montréal et Québec,<br />Ces monstres d'acier sont impressionnants,<br />Bizarrement beaux... )<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uAyAEUhQhi8/Tj7syT2WavI/AAAAAAAAIBE/_8Cun5TSoe0/s1600/IMG_2715.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638204132580289266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uAyAEUhQhi8/Tj7syT2WavI/AAAAAAAAIBE/_8Cun5TSoe0/s400/IMG_2715.JPG" border="0" /></a> (Québec)<br />Les enseignes sont plus présentes que chez nous<br />Et souvent étonnantes...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LxQpJOeBrF4/Tj7soYx03SI/AAAAAAAAIA8/hjIFVf539Xo/s1600/IMG_2717.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638203962104798498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LxQpJOeBrF4/Tj7soYx03SI/AAAAAAAAIA8/hjIFVf539Xo/s400/IMG_2717.JPG" border="0" /></a> (Québec)<br />Les mots sont clairs,<br />Un panetier fait du pain...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r2Iojh8t2kw/Tj7sdD9cIcI/AAAAAAAAIA0/vwkMbY3zulY/s1600/IMG_2747.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638203767537803714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r2Iojh8t2kw/Tj7sdD9cIcI/AAAAAAAAIA0/vwkMbY3zulY/s400/IMG_2747.JPG" border="0" /></a> (Québec)<br />L'érable et son fameux sirop...<br /><br />La suite, demain...</div></div></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-4570175032524881081?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-66246681893766854112011-08-06T21:31:00.004+02:002011-08-06T21:39:58.074+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BVUGo1EVQHo/Tj2XCgank6I/AAAAAAAAIAs/MBA9uuP7kVY/s1600/IMG_3115.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637828377854841762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BVUGo1EVQHo/Tj2XCgank6I/AAAAAAAAIAs/MBA9uuP7kVY/s400/IMG_3115.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">De retour...<br />Depuis 2 jours...<br />D'un périple de 15 jours<br />Au Canada...<br />Enfin,<br />Une partie du Canada,<br />Le Québec,<br />Un peu d'Ontario...<br />J'ai beaucoup aimé,<br />Les paysages,<br />La nature puissante,<br />Les Canadiens,<br />Et principalement...<br />Les Québecois,<br />Leur amabilité,<br />Leur sourire,<br />Et leur "ça va bien ?"<br />Je vais tenter au fil des jours,<br />De partager avec vous<br />Mes émerveillements...<br />(Chasse le naturel,<br />Il revient au galop... ),<br />Non,</span> j<span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">e n'ai pas changé...<br />Sourire</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-6624668189376685411?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-45157772400045849282011-07-17T22:07:00.004+02:002011-07-17T22:13:52.089+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P7WleijAY3Q/TiNB3DBkJ8I/AAAAAAAAIAk/fKXmFVm99rw/s1600/IMG_2372.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630416373103732674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P7WleijAY3Q/TiNB3DBkJ8I/AAAAAAAAIAk/fKXmFVm99rw/s400/IMG_2372.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Juste quelques fleurs...<br />Des pensées...<br /></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Même si elles n'en sont pas...</span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NlrK9xTPh5o/TiNBqqgYK0I/AAAAAAAAIAc/atvKFDpZips/s1600/IMG_2520.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630416160363653954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NlrK9xTPh5o/TiNBqqgYK0I/AAAAAAAAIAc/atvKFDpZips/s400/IMG_2520.JPG" border="0" /></a> Pour vous souhaiter un bel été...<br />Je pars mardi pour le Canada...<br />J'espère ramener,<br />Entre autres,<br />Quelques photos<br />A partager...<br />Prenez soin de vous...<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-4515777240004584928?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-25021808823060319442011-07-09T21:42:00.006+02:002011-07-09T22:03:13.321+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PiwXAE_hEFc/ThiwO0852RI/AAAAAAAAHyY/S84cXiuT-oI/s1600/IMG_2622.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627441503178184978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PiwXAE_hEFc/ThiwO0852RI/AAAAAAAAHyY/S84cXiuT-oI/s400/IMG_2622.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Ce n'est que parties remises...<br />Il semble que la pierre a souvent gagné...</span><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Rm-eu35rFE/ThiwEtNd7tI/AAAAAAAAHyQ/8czTiVmJQoA/s1600/IMG_2625.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627441329301483218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Rm-eu35rFE/ThiwEtNd7tI/AAAAAAAAHyQ/8czTiVmJQoA/s400/IMG_2625.JPG" border="0" /></a> Mais la feuille,<br />Si légère soit-elle,<br />Même si elle ne fait pas le poids...<br />Revient à la charge...<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iiuHgYOzLMY/Thiv2nqDFgI/AAAAAAAAHyI/SGAfIZdeasQ/s1600/IMG_2626.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627441087292577282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iiuHgYOzLMY/Thiv2nqDFgI/AAAAAAAAHyI/SGAfIZdeasQ/s400/IMG_2626.JPG" border="0" /></a> Jamais deux sans trois...<br />Les ciseaux s'invitent à la fête...<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QVP2rMUxCO8/ThivoY564YI/AAAAAAAAHyA/4GaPWKsNzy8/s1600/IMG_2632.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627440842814448002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QVP2rMUxCO8/ThivoY564YI/AAAAAAAAHyA/4GaPWKsNzy8/s400/IMG_2632.JPG" border="0" /></a> Pierre, ciseaux, feuille...<br />Nous sommes tous,<br />Un jour l'un,<br />Un jour l'autre...<br />Ce sont les rencontres,<br />Le "jeu" qui se joue,</div><br /><br /><div>Qui nous révèlent<br />Ce que nous choisissons d'être...</div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-2502180882306031944?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-22233250115385180222011-07-07T21:55:00.006+02:002011-07-07T22:13:27.600+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RY6fnrrk03s/ThYRHG67o1I/AAAAAAAAHx4/ok-iotGJmEw/s1600/IMG_2614.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626703598260560722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RY6fnrrk03s/ThYRHG67o1I/AAAAAAAAHx4/ok-iotGJmEw/s400/IMG_2614.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Une façon de voir les choses,<br />Souvent, il vaut mieux s'approcher de très près,<br />Pour voir les choses...</span><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VqTaxewJaW4/ThYQ5j6_n-I/AAAAAAAAHxw/8K9M0Thy7-w/s1600/IMG_2608.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626703365527281634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VqTaxewJaW4/ThYQ5j6_n-I/AAAAAAAAHxw/8K9M0Thy7-w/s400/IMG_2608.JPG" border="0" /></a> Elles deviennent autres choses,<br />Des détails qui deviennent importants,<br />Qui prennent consistance,<br />Qui ouvrent des paysages,<br />Qui font réaliser<br /><br /><div>Que j'avais oublier de les regarder...<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tRz4xsKY6lc/ThYQsOvxvzI/AAAAAAAAHxo/CMMNW6zocrE/s1600/IMG_2613.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626703136504790834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tRz4xsKY6lc/ThYQsOvxvzI/AAAAAAAAHxo/CMMNW6zocrE/s400/IMG_2613.JPG" border="0" /></a> J'aime ces images,<br />Où je peux imaginer,<br />L'eau qui a coulé,<br />Qui a dessiné...<br />Qui s'est amusée<br />A se poser...<br />L'eau qui a réussi<br />A écrire,<br />Comme si elle jetait l'encre...</div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_X0CaBBwoHA/ThYQM9WumDI/AAAAAAAAHxY/4axsmqGeE0g/s1600/IMG_2609.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626702599260379186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_X0CaBBwoHA/ThYQM9WumDI/AAAAAAAAHxY/4axsmqGeE0g/s400/IMG_2609.JPG" border="0" /></a> En avoir plein les bottes,<br />Peut aussi avoir du bon...</div></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-2223325011538518022?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-12267760422128891392011-07-04T20:56:00.007+02:002011-07-04T21:09:00.604+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qTh7TS3S_pw/ThINqk7mGVI/AAAAAAAAHxQ/xGWE-CsONdI/s1600/IMG_2598.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625573909658474834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qTh7TS3S_pw/ThINqk7mGVI/AAAAAAAAHxQ/xGWE-CsONdI/s400/IMG_2598.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Cent raisons...<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Peut-être pas cent...<br />Mais pas sans non plus...<br />C'est la première fois<br />Que je "publie" ici<br />Une photo faite<br />Dans le cadre de Défifoto...<br />Un blog que l'on peut qualifier<br />De collectif...<br />Où chaque mois, un thème est choisi.<br />Ce mois, c'était "Nu"...<br />J'ai fait cette photo,<br />J'avoue que j'en suis fière,<br />Elle me plait,<br />J'avais envie qu'elle vive ailleurs aussi,<br />Ici,<br />Déjà 3 raisons,<br />Je vous épargnerai...<br />Les 97 autres...</span><br /><br /><a href="http://defifoto.blogspot.com/">http://defifoto.blogspot.com/</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-1226776042212889139?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-8603392513673252252011-06-30T21:30:00.003+02:002011-06-30T21:39:23.863+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zdXLj9nIh3Q/TgzPDMrQc8I/AAAAAAAAHxA/tGzGUWHtz1I/s1600/IMG_2600.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624097688528122818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zdXLj9nIh3Q/TgzPDMrQc8I/AAAAAAAAHxA/tGzGUWHtz1I/s400/IMG_2600.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Portraits de femmes (16)<br />Une chouette fille...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Rien à voir avec...<br />La gentille fille...<br />Elle est bien gentille...<br />Comment complimenter<br />En blessant...<br />Une chouette fille,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">C'est plutôt un compliment...<br />Elle est chouette...<br />Et fille...<br />Vous me direz...<br />La gentille fille...<br />Elle est gentille...<br />Et fille...<br />Mais tout est dans la nuance...<br />Enfin, si l'on peut dire...</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-860339251367325225?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-84694439276617779862011-06-21T22:12:00.004+02:002011-06-21T22:26:55.663+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kDr1f5z9_cY/TgD8LPiRvyI/AAAAAAAAHw4/0EYcptUGKko/s1600/IMG_2548.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620769605037440802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kDr1f5z9_cY/TgD8LPiRvyI/AAAAAAAAHw4/0EYcptUGKko/s400/IMG_2548.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Emerveillements (4)<br />Une fois n'est pas coutume...<br />Une recette...<br />Je pense que c'est la première fois,<br />Que je parle d'une recette ici...<br />Alors pourquoi ?<br />Parce qu'elle est simple, facile...<br />Et puis aussi,<br />Que le résultat m'a "émerveillée"...<br />Logique, non ?<br /></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G12ONGLgwU8/TgD79Bs5YSI/AAAAAAAAHww/LY31omME4-o/s1600/IMG_2558.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620769360805716258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G12ONGLgwU8/TgD79Bs5YSI/AAAAAAAAHww/LY31omME4-o/s400/IMG_2558.JPG" border="0" /></a> Donc, c'est un clafoutis poires chocolat...<br />4 poires Williams assez mures, mais pas trop...<br />Prendre un moule, le beurrer,<br />Pendant ce temps, le four chauffe à 210°,<br />Peler 2 poires, les couper en tranches fines dans le moule,<br />Prendre une tablette de chocolat,<br />(J'ai choisi noir aux éclats d'amandes,<br />à vous de voir),<br />La casser en morceaux sur les poires,<br />Puis, peler 2 poires, les couper en tranches fines sur le chocolat...<br />Dans un saladier, mettre 50 gr de farine, 60 gr de sucre,<br />Mélanger,<br />Puis casser 3 oeufs,<br />Mélanger...<br />Rajouter 25 cl de lait,<br />Battre le tout...<br />(Là dessus j'ai rajouté<br />Quelques gouttes<br />D'extrait de vanille...<br />Une cuillère d'alcool de pomme...<br />A vous de voir... )<br />Verser sur les pommes,<br />Et enfourner pour 30/40 minutes...<br />Déguster tiède ou chambré,<br />C'est là que l'émerveillement...<br />Pointe son nez...<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-8469443927661777986?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-56446445492913515452011-06-18T21:54:00.009+02:002011-06-18T22:26:57.668+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FGuvi7MNIag/Tf0EsDbrd3I/AAAAAAAAHwM/eyoshdIpTBA/s1600/IMG_2583.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619653064910403442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FGuvi7MNIag/Tf0EsDbrd3I/AAAAAAAAHwM/eyoshdIpTBA/s400/IMG_2583.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Un cadeau inspiré...<br />Par tant d'années d'amitié...</span><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PCRenRvX74I/Tf0Ec1agkDI/AAAAAAAAHwE/OWRnyexAwyM/s1600/IMG_2584.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619652803449360434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PCRenRvX74I/Tf0Ec1agkDI/AAAAAAAAHwE/OWRnyexAwyM/s400/IMG_2584.JPG" border="0" /></a> Une grenouille...<br />Symbolique...<br />Qui parle de la pluie<br />Et du beau temps...<br />Quand elle préfère<br />Ne pas parler d'elle...<br />Si bien...<br />Oui si bien...<br />Que je suis "devenue"<br />"sa" grenouille...<br />Un mot tendre...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w3qBsqBB8Dg/Tf0EQ4bbSUI/AAAAAAAAHv8/oxDfcg00t-E/s1600/IMG_2585.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619652598100085058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w3qBsqBB8Dg/Tf0EQ4bbSUI/AAAAAAAAHv8/oxDfcg00t-E/s400/IMG_2585.JPG" border="0" /></a> Quand je regarde,<br />(C'est souvent)<br />Cet objet<br />Qu'elle m'a offert,<br />Discrètement,<br />Pour mes 50 ans...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2KCToMaGlc8/Tf0EBk2j-dI/AAAAAAAAHv0/uJBkHyVYBuE/s1600/IMG_2586.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619652335147153874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2KCToMaGlc8/Tf0EBk2j-dI/AAAAAAAAHv0/uJBkHyVYBuE/s400/IMG_2586.JPG" border="0" /></a> Je me dis,<br />Que c'est un cadeau inspiré...<br />Sur son dos,<br />La Bretagne...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-reO73HsFPTg/Tf0DupUsxrI/AAAAAAAAHvs/9iOlow6OTNI/s1600/IMG_2587.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619652009929787058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-reO73HsFPTg/Tf0DupUsxrI/AAAAAAAAHvs/9iOlow6OTNI/s400/IMG_2587.JPG" border="0" /></a> Elle sait<br />Que ce climat me plait,<br />Elle sait,<br />Que j'aime l'océan,<br />Le bruit de ses vagues,<br />Son immensité,<br />Son côté "sauvage",<br />Ses embruns...<br />Qui me "vitalisent"...</div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v2sJIJGHi88/Tf0Dh5YKZ7I/AAAAAAAAHvk/qDUVu4IB15Y/s1600/IMG_2588.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619651790900979634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v2sJIJGHi88/Tf0Dh5YKZ7I/AAAAAAAAHvk/qDUVu4IB15Y/s400/IMG_2588.JPG" border="0" /></a> Et puis,<br />Finalement,<br />C'est comme une image de moi<br />Qu'elle m'a offerte...<br />Même si,<br />Quand je "me" regarde,<br />Je pense à elle...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fol9JlprIvA/Tf0DUDrh2GI/AAAAAAAAHvc/yBJBFiP_VGk/s1600/IMG_2590.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619651553148393570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fol9JlprIvA/Tf0DUDrh2GI/AAAAAAAAHvc/yBJBFiP_VGk/s400/IMG_2590.JPG" border="0" /></a> Elle est touchante<br />Cette grenouille,<br />Avec ses grands yeux,<br />Qui questionnent<br />Autant qu'ils affirment...<br />Une pointe de tristesse<br />Peut-être...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N1HIOafBa0c/Tf0DE2nTvdI/AAAAAAAAHvU/4v8kMhh8mTU/s1600/IMG_2591.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619651291942993362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N1HIOafBa0c/Tf0DE2nTvdI/AAAAAAAAHvU/4v8kMhh8mTU/s400/IMG_2591.JPG" border="0" /></a> Peut-être...<br />Mais cette grenouille<br />Elle me plait bien,<br />Elle me parle...<br />Et je la croa...</div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-5644644549291351545?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-40902177897277243722011-06-16T22:57:00.006+02:002011-06-17T23:11:01.781+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KdnyeOI5O3k/TfpvEUFjsrI/AAAAAAAAHvM/IKbFS7aZrRg/s1600/IMG_2572.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618925605000295090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KdnyeOI5O3k/TfpvEUFjsrI/AAAAAAAAHvM/IKbFS7aZrRg/s400/IMG_2572.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Je m'aventure...<br />A me faire confiance,</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">A lui faire confiance...</span><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uLUTylKlECw/TfpuyqTtWDI/AAAAAAAAHvE/LebeScXXo9A/s1600/IMG_2573.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618925301727582258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uLUTylKlECw/TfpuyqTtWDI/AAAAAAAAHvE/LebeScXXo9A/s400/IMG_2573.JPG" border="0" /></a> Il a résisté à l'hiver,<br />Se métamorphosant...<br />Après avoir été bois sec,<br />Il m'a dit le printemps<br />En bourgeonnant<br />Aux premiers jours de mai...<br />Je ne suis pas spécialiste,<br />Ne veux pas le devenir...<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SPYXPbaat_g/TfpuhTfZk7I/AAAAAAAAHu8/Cp7aUEmJ21U/s1600/IMG_2570.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618925003544826802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SPYXPbaat_g/TfpuhTfZk7I/AAAAAAAAHu8/Cp7aUEmJ21U/s400/IMG_2570.JPG" border="0" /></a> Il a osé survivre,<br />Ce soir,<br /><br />J'ai osé lui faire une coupe<br />De "cheveux",<br />Donnant, donnant,<br /><br />Bonant, malant...<br />J'ai la sensation<br />Que nous nous "entendons" bien...<br />C'est un vrai plaisir,<br />Simple,<br />Un dialogue sans mot...<br />Un silence reposant,<br /><br />Comme une évidence,<br />Qui ne l'était pas...<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-4090217789727724372?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-85439447316383429602011-06-08T22:17:00.003+02:002011-06-08T22:25:03.187+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5G4N6CIiYFA/Te_ZE8ld6ZI/AAAAAAAAHuw/Iv_R2Pftrpo/s1600/IMG_0274.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615945939360278930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5G4N6CIiYFA/Te_ZE8ld6ZI/AAAAAAAAHuw/Iv_R2Pftrpo/s400/IMG_0274.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Il est des peines...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Qui ne peuvent être partagées</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Que par ceux qui savent...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Maxi,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Toute petite</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Quand elle est arrivée chez nous,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Il y a 14 ans...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Elle était attachante,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Pas si attachée que ça,<br />Plutôt choyée...<br />Je l'ai accompagnée ce matin,<br />Elle n'arrivait plus à poser</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Ses pattes sur le chemin...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Je lui ai souhaité bon voyage...<br />Elle est en route...</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-8543944731638342960?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-56640231113920188632011-06-06T21:26:00.002+02:002011-06-06T21:37:07.344+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pCEjQZdBmX4/Te0qV3sSjvI/AAAAAAAAHt0/A5NbMA_eSEg/s1600/4121cfa94-b428-4c3e-92ac-9da742ae6bcc.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615190865616211698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 395px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pCEjQZdBmX4/Te0qV3sSjvI/AAAAAAAAHt0/A5NbMA_eSEg/s400/4121cfa94-b428-4c3e-92ac-9da742ae6bcc.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><a href="http://www.altphotos.com/">www.altphotos.com</a><br /><br />Portraits de femmes (15)<br />La femme qui vieillit...<br />Cette main posée est encore bien jeune,<br />Elle se repose...<br />Il est d'autres mains,<br />Séchées par le temps,<br />Qui vous prennent à bras le coeur...<br />Voir vieillir sa mère<br />Est "chose" naturelle...<br />C'est dans l'ordre des choses,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Dit-on...<br />Cela me semble assez juste...<br />Cependant, cette confrontation<br />Au temps qui passe<br />Nous ramène à notre propre fin...<br />Rien de dramatique,<br />Il faut juste l'assumer...<br />Notre époque qui gratifie le jeunisme,<br />Une sorte de course,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">A l'immortalité,<br />Me semble bien légère,<br />Il y a un temps pour tout,<br />La rivière court,<br />Elle rejoint le fleuve,<br />Et s'en va mourir...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Dans la mer,<br />Soit directement,<br />Soit par confluence...</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-5664023111392018863?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-11290528255825052492011-05-29T21:50:00.010+02:002011-05-29T22:05:44.854+02:00<div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612229684216162322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1K8yKPJL5vI/TeKlKbWbaBI/AAAAAAAAHtg/xQ6uHXhcmsw/s400/IMG_2525.JPG" border="0" /> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Emerveillements (3)</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Au coeur d'une pivoine...</span><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BSibpLIa-L4/TeKk_5y4DSI/AAAAAAAAHtY/yFLA0opAdek/s1600/IMG_2527.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612229503409982754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BSibpLIa-L4/TeKk_5y4DSI/AAAAAAAAHtY/yFLA0opAdek/s400/IMG_2527.JPG" border="0" /></a> Mes émerveillement ne sont,<br />Pour l'instant,<br />Que floraux...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k5hE9EETZKE/TeKkw2Ge4JI/AAAAAAAAHtQ/X-KDEf9jIfU/s1600/IMG_2528.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612229244720439442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k5hE9EETZKE/TeKkw2Ge4JI/AAAAAAAAHtQ/X-KDEf9jIfU/s400/IMG_2528.JPG" border="0" /></a> Mais sincèrement...<br />Plonger au coeur d'une pivoine,<br />C'est un grand moment...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cjX8u09G9Gw/TeKkkQXw4bI/AAAAAAAAHtI/m50RggyHQRA/s1600/IMG_2530.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612229028433945010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cjX8u09G9Gw/TeKkkQXw4bI/AAAAAAAAHtI/m50RggyHQRA/s400/IMG_2530.JPG" border="0" /></a> Ses pétales évoquent les plumes<br />D'un cygne...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9lM_SVZNtrc/TeKkLcpUeEI/AAAAAAAAHtA/pYgmm2R2A9I/s1600/IMG_2531.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612228602232076354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9lM_SVZNtrc/TeKkLcpUeEI/AAAAAAAAHtA/pYgmm2R2A9I/s400/IMG_2531.JPG" border="0" /></a> Les "tu m'aimes...<br />Un peu,<br />Beaucoup,<br />Passionnément,<br />A la folie,<br />Pas du tout... "<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3gaPyGyGdKY/TeKj_9NiHZI/AAAAAAAAHs4/vDkshlkA6JY/s1600/IMG_2532.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612228404815469970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3gaPyGyGdKY/TeKj_9NiHZI/AAAAAAAAHs4/vDkshlkA6JY/s400/IMG_2532.JPG" border="0" /></a> N'ont plus de raison d'être,<br />La pivoine ne s'effeuille pas...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VDgmcyusVVk/TeKjxgz4KQI/AAAAAAAAHsw/dMktHh6PZk4/s1600/IMG_2533.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612228156673501442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VDgmcyusVVk/TeKjxgz4KQI/AAAAAAAAHsw/dMktHh6PZk4/s400/IMG_2533.JPG" border="0" /></a> Elle rosit de plaisir...<br /><br /><div>Elle peut même,<br />A force de compliments,</div><br /><div>Rougir...</div><br /><div>Comme une pivoine...</div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-1129052825582505249?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-54847076915456045272011-05-25T21:38:00.008+02:002011-05-25T21:58:59.738+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zu0s9vY8trI/Td1cebS6Y6I/AAAAAAAAHso/4QzE3tj5tKo/s1600/IMG_2484.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610742388566418338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zu0s9vY8trI/Td1cebS6Y6I/AAAAAAAAHso/4QzE3tj5tKo/s400/IMG_2484.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">En suivant l'inclinaison des pins,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Qui ont un penchant pour la grande bleue...</span><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_QzYKZAaTuU/Td1cNBSoyVI/AAAAAAAAHsg/2nsIJuA0MxA/s1600/IMG_2485.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610742089528166738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_QzYKZAaTuU/Td1cNBSoyVI/AAAAAAAAHsg/2nsIJuA0MxA/s400/IMG_2485.JPG" border="0" /></a> Marche après marche,<br />Se rapprocher de l'altitude 0...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GzfSokvf7CE/Td1b5mLyDzI/AAAAAAAAHsY/Sq3YE0M50oU/s1600/IMG_2486.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610741755834142514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GzfSokvf7CE/Td1b5mLyDzI/AAAAAAAAHsY/Sq3YE0M50oU/s400/IMG_2486.JPG" border="0" /></a> La mer qui relie</div><br /><div>Côte à côte...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pJ_2p5iK3g4/Td1bmTnfDcI/AAAAAAAAHsQ/5SoyHF5bRKo/s1600/IMG_2496.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610741424432549314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pJ_2p5iK3g4/Td1bmTnfDcI/AAAAAAAAHsQ/5SoyHF5bRKo/s400/IMG_2496.JPG" border="0" /></a>S'approcher au plus près...</div><br /><div>D'un horizon à portée de regard...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7iuB-p3_3lE/Td1bV89yixI/AAAAAAAAHsI/C_MmICnBugA/s1600/IMG_2498.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610741143474178834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7iuB-p3_3lE/Td1bV89yixI/AAAAAAAAHsI/C_MmICnBugA/s400/IMG_2498.JPG" border="0" /></a> Et puis,</div><br /><div>Sans caillou...</div><br /><div>Attendre le ricochet...</div><br /><div>Des vagues</div><br /><div>Qui jouent sur les rochers...</div><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ubDMzv2lOeM/Td1bAZJKVzI/AAAAAAAAHsA/VL0McDyDXZ4/s1600/IMG_2499.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610740773080946482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ubDMzv2lOeM/Td1bAZJKVzI/AAAAAAAAHsA/VL0McDyDXZ4/s400/IMG_2499.JPG" border="0" /></a> S'approcher au plus près...</div></div></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-5484707691545604527?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-59067419095467246602011-05-24T21:32:00.004+02:002011-05-24T21:39:49.609+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QSH9B4t1xXU/TdwIkFlkDpI/AAAAAAAAHr4/a9qJDTCwsBs/s1600/IMG_2471.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610368651864837778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QSH9B4t1xXU/TdwIkFlkDpI/AAAAAAAAHr4/a9qJDTCwsBs/s400/IMG_2471.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A chacun sa manière...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">De s'exprimer...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Certains utilisent les mots,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">D'autres les pinceaux...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">D'autres encore la musique...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4OYsiM7Kefk/TdwIWAGyfvI/AAAAAAAAHrw/6WVBk52ejvc/s1600/IMG_2474.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610368409875414770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4OYsiM7Kefk/TdwIWAGyfvI/AAAAAAAAHrw/6WVBk52ejvc/s400/IMG_2474.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Je suis admirative,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Envers ceux et celles,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Qui parviennent à poser sur la toile</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Ce qu'ils ont imaginé...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Ces deux tableaux,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Je les trouve beaux...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Je suis sincère,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Mais je sais</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Que mon expression "fétiche"</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Fera sourire,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Tant mieux...</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-5906741909546724660?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-10874733244957025182011-05-23T21:38:00.007+02:002011-05-23T21:55:36.614+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EjAxsfiKzZc/Tdq4wNgjjfI/AAAAAAAAHro/nHFVoQvV7mc/s1600/IMG_2475.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609999424242814450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EjAxsfiKzZc/Tdq4wNgjjfI/AAAAAAAAHro/nHFVoQvV7mc/s400/IMG_2475.JPG" border="0" /></a> En s'approchant de la mer...<br />Il y a le but,<br />Et puis le chemin...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nO1db5zSnEk/Tdq4fWRWNpI/AAAAAAAAHrg/VFA3EPUFbmU/s1600/IMG_2476.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609999134537168530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nO1db5zSnEk/Tdq4fWRWNpI/AAAAAAAAHrg/VFA3EPUFbmU/s400/IMG_2476.JPG" border="0" /></a> On peut baisser la tête,<br />En attendant d'arriver...</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oeIHd--HM0k/Tdq4SyvxY8I/AAAAAAAAHrY/C_4KNnyhTJk/s1600/IMG_2477.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609998918842672066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oeIHd--HM0k/Tdq4SyvxY8I/AAAAAAAAHrY/C_4KNnyhTJk/s400/IMG_2477.JPG" border="0" /></a> Ou bien ouvrir les yeux,<br />Pour profiter...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p4uRPTe6xzU/Tdq4FdEU4NI/AAAAAAAAHrQ/D_HBM-K2YVA/s1600/IMG_2478.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609998689685004498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p4uRPTe6xzU/Tdq4FdEU4NI/AAAAAAAAHrQ/D_HBM-K2YVA/s400/IMG_2478.JPG" border="0" /></a> Et découvrir d'autres raisons...</div><br /><div>D'être là...</div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-1087473324495702518?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-55481675735018404962011-05-15T21:47:00.008+02:002011-05-15T22:06:04.827+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8zE4p0QRs9s/TdAvYkmZjpI/AAAAAAAAHrI/Riir74IM1k8/s1600/IMG_2465.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607033635264368274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8zE4p0QRs9s/TdAvYkmZjpI/AAAAAAAAHrI/Riir74IM1k8/s400/IMG_2465.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Emerveillements (2)<br />La rose un peu verte...</span><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QWMMfQxUDFA/TdAvMSHjNOI/AAAAAAAAHrA/X-ZB5a9e0ww/s1600/IMG_2466.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607033424144708834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QWMMfQxUDFA/TdAvMSHjNOI/AAAAAAAAHrA/X-ZB5a9e0ww/s400/IMG_2466.JPG" border="0" /></a> Un vert tendre...<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nLUcXyj7Jvk/TdAu5iz9QyI/AAAAAAAAHq4/V-Q3T3bzjXQ/s1600/IMG_2463.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607033102208418594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nLUcXyj7Jvk/TdAu5iz9QyI/AAAAAAAAHq4/V-Q3T3bzjXQ/s400/IMG_2463.JPG" border="0" /></a> Des pétales ourlés...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DTNg5Pyp2Q8/TdAuir6hYTI/AAAAAAAAHqw/k-RZaDwwBv8/s1600/IMG_2462.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607032709514879282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DTNg5Pyp2Q8/TdAuir6hYTI/AAAAAAAAHqw/k-RZaDwwBv8/s400/IMG_2462.JPG" border="0" /></a> Chacune d'entre elles</div><br /><div>Participent au crescendo...</div><br /><div>Je m'offre des fleurs,</div><br /><div>Pour que mes yeux,</div><br /><div>En profitent...</div><br /><div>Pour qu'elles me disent,</div><br /><div>Chaque fois que je les vois,</div><br /><div>Combien la nature est étonnante...<br /></div><br /><div></div></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-5548167573501840496?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-77853982462878706842011-05-14T21:01:00.004+02:002011-05-14T21:10:01.606+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCCVnw8PDi8/Tc7Sb-lUraI/AAAAAAAAHqo/51HLhXwhKXc/s1600/IMG_2414.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606649964220689826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCCVnw8PDi8/Tc7Sb-lUraI/AAAAAAAAHqo/51HLhXwhKXc/s400/IMG_2414.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Contre emploi...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Il essaye...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Il s'applique...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Il tente d'en imposer...</span><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uKfWH2fegQI/Tc7SOOFk4xI/AAAAAAAAHqg/7apEjBf4i60/s1600/IMG_2417.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606649727864333074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uKfWH2fegQI/Tc7SOOFk4xI/AAAAAAAAHqg/7apEjBf4i60/s400/IMG_2417.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Les oiseaux,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Les moins peureux,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Je n'irai pas jusqu'à dire...<br />Les plus téméraires...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">S'approchent...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Pour au moins,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">S'ils le peuvent,<br />Piquer un brin de paille,<br />Pour construire leur nid...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yU6LA8TA26o/Tc7R8Acnr9I/AAAAAAAAHqY/xNlpXJSoVGo/s1600/IMG_2418.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606649414965243858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yU6LA8TA26o/Tc7R8Acnr9I/AAAAAAAAHqY/xNlpXJSoVGo/s400/IMG_2418.JPG" border="0" /></a> Une fois franchie cette étape,</div><br /><div align="center">Ils ne peuvent<br />Que constater,<br />Qu'il est...</div><br /><div align="center">Epouvantablement...</div><br /><div align="center">Sympathique...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-7785398246287870684?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-66933849564192512982011-05-05T21:31:00.001+02:002011-05-05T21:33:29.142+02:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ljyBVXlLgLs/TcL7esoj-DI/AAAAAAAAHpY/KMSgLBtbq3I/s1600/IMG_2421.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603317391198255154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ljyBVXlLgLs/TcL7esoj-DI/AAAAAAAAHpY/KMSgLBtbq3I/s400/IMG_2421.JPG" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-6693384956419251298?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-10638258321255684892011-04-29T21:20:00.004+02:002011-04-29T21:28:30.495+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JCwuTO47ZXY/TbsQDWCY8mI/AAAAAAAAHpI/AzBsE9VU648/s1600/IMG_2459.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601088211206599266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JCwuTO47ZXY/TbsQDWCY8mI/AAAAAAAAHpI/AzBsE9VU648/s400/IMG_2459.JPG" border="0" /></a> Prêter l'oreille...</div><br /><br /><div align="center">Plutôt deux fois qu'une,<br />A une boucle qui me plait,</div><br /><br /><div align="center">Côté face...</div><br /><br /><div align="center">Puis, découvrir...<br />Côté pile...</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-92MRwLi5yqE/TbsP4uGfdZI/AAAAAAAAHpA/Ssh3ZR4_Xrc/s1600/IMG_2460.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601088028687693202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-92MRwLi5yqE/TbsP4uGfdZI/AAAAAAAAHpA/Ssh3ZR4_Xrc/s400/IMG_2460.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Découvrir quoi ?...</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Deux solutions :<br />Qu'il n'y a pas de hasard ?</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Ou que le hasard...<br />Fait bien les choses ?<br />Ce sont deux bonnes questions,<br />Auquelles je n'ai pas de réponse,<br />Mais peu importe,<br />Je les porte<br />Avec plaisir...</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Comme une belle rencontre...</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-1063825832125568489?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-39545075137010724142011-04-27T22:10:00.002+02:002011-04-27T22:19:36.149+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yyKPjTDdkKQ/Tbh48alM_3I/AAAAAAAAHo0/3v6b_3OTaBw/s1600/IMG_2404.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600359115958058866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yyKPjTDdkKQ/Tbh48alM_3I/AAAAAAAAHo0/3v6b_3OTaBw/s400/IMG_2404.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> La confiance imagée...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">La pousse au pied de l'arbre,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Petite,<br />Qui s'appuie,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Discrètement,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">L'ombre qui la rafraichit,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Le printemps qui s'affiche,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">D'un vert,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Cru...</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-3954507513701072414?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-42824485112589594002011-04-24T22:10:00.005+02:002011-04-24T22:18:46.042+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2O62RHiVbF8/TbSErUP8xTI/AAAAAAAAHos/GtXcDdPlMUE/s1600/IMG_2399.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599246116433216818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2O62RHiVbF8/TbSErUP8xTI/AAAAAAAAHos/GtXcDdPlMUE/s400/IMG_2399.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Une nouvelle série "Emerveillements" qui risque de durer longtemps...<br />La magie de l'iris...</span><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rkCM-SIdP0s/TbSEb2FNT2I/AAAAAAAAHok/nt-b22O2Zro/s1600/IMG_2401.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599245850637061986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rkCM-SIdP0s/TbSEb2FNT2I/AAAAAAAAHok/nt-b22O2Zro/s400/IMG_2401.JPG" border="0" /></a> Superbes fleurs,<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4RA3TQLo2o/TbSEQ0_30-I/AAAAAAAAHoc/Q4JmubzvZp8/s1600/IMG_2402.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599245661367686114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4RA3TQLo2o/TbSEQ0_30-I/AAAAAAAAHoc/Q4JmubzvZp8/s400/IMG_2402.JPG" border="0" /></a>Pas de parfum, mais de l'allure... <br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tl41CyLZUKA/TbSEFd3mMxI/AAAAAAAAHoU/s1JdsiX6d5A/s1600/IMG_2400.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599245466180399890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tl41CyLZUKA/TbSEFd3mMxI/AAAAAAAAHoU/s1JdsiX6d5A/s400/IMG_2400.JPG" border="0" /></a> Il ne reste plus qu'à écarquiller les yeux...</div></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-4282448511258959400?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-17791729218827888752011-04-22T21:39:00.008+02:002011-04-22T22:00:30.726+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8pShKHL7A8s/TbHcNG_9pkI/AAAAAAAAHoM/I-EuMgABHZQ/s1600/IMG_2393.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598497929573541442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8pShKHL7A8s/TbHcNG_9pkI/AAAAAAAAHoM/I-EuMgABHZQ/s400/IMG_2393.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> J'aime les paradoxes...</span></div><br /><div align="center">J'en suis sans doute un parfois...</div><br /><div align="center">Mais peu importe...</div><br /><div align="center">Qui de la poule</div><br /><div align="center">Ou de l'oeuf... ?</div><br /><div align="center">J'avoue donner</div><br /><div align="center">Ma langue au chat...</div><br /><div align="center">Tout ceci,</div><br /><div align="center">Pour vous souhaiter</div><br /><div align="center">De Joyeuses Pâques !</div><br /><br /><div align="center">C'était bien amené, non ?</div><br /><br /><div align="center">Et si inattendu... !<br />Mais pour autant,</div><br /><br /><div align="center">Sincère...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-1779172921882788875?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-89817330638982869342011-04-21T22:00:00.004+02:002011-04-22T22:01:48.439+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-fNW5Zzlnw/TbCNXSsLYhI/AAAAAAAAHn0/bF7iPCbWcSg/s1600/IMG_2254.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598129768115167762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-fNW5Zzlnw/TbCNXSsLYhI/AAAAAAAAHn0/bF7iPCbWcSg/s400/IMG_2254.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Duplicité de l'image...<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Complicité des mots...<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Si je vous dis,<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Vous avez le choix<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">En regardant cette photo<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">De monter<br />Ou de descendre...<br />Que faites-vous ?<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">J'ai juste oublié de vous dire<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ce que je ne vous ai pas montré...<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Si vous montez,<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Vous montez,<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Si vous descendez,<br />Vous descendez...<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A moins que vous ne fassiez<br />Demi tour...<br />Donc que vous changiez d'avis...</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-8981733063898286934?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-57903518418758992372011-04-16T22:56:00.005+02:002011-04-16T23:23:23.850+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JnEc1WCdHw8/TaoDMUoIDLI/AAAAAAAAHns/pNTlJrqpvRI/s1600/46f5defce-6f1c-4719-9560-acb46eafd5b1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596288997191584946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JnEc1WCdHw8/TaoDMUoIDLI/AAAAAAAAHns/pNTlJrqpvRI/s400/46f5defce-6f1c-4719-9560-acb46eafd5b1.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><em> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><a href="http://www.altphotos.com/">http://www.altphotos.com/</a></span></em></span></div><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Portraits de femmes (14) </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">La femme Barbara... </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Qui se fond dans le décor, </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Noir j'ai... </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Cheveux et robe... </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">La dame en noir... </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Dont le teint éclaire... </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Les yeux tournés vers l'ailleurs, Une mélancolie qui ne demande Qu'à disparaitre... Un état qui lui sied En apparence seulement... Dis, quand reviendras-tu ? Semble-t-elle se demander A elle-même... </span></p><br /><p align="center"><iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nUE80DTNxK4" frameborder="0" width="480" height="390"></iframe></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-5790351841875899237?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-88715697381472079882011-04-14T22:19:00.005+02:002011-04-14T22:38:55.972+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xoyx07oL1Zk/TadXw5QWRYI/AAAAAAAAHnk/yDk5_x75Tfw/s1600/IMG_2369.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595537559545857410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xoyx07oL1Zk/TadXw5QWRYI/AAAAAAAAHnk/yDk5_x75Tfw/s400/IMG_2369.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Les derniers matins brumeux...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">En bord de Saône,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ce n'est pas un brouillard d'hiver,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">C'est un voile qui drape le soleil,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Il attend qu'il se lève,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pour se lever...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--xRlaESqDjo/TadXcUWnkKI/AAAAAAAAHnc/ttUOtJGlizk/s1600/IMG_2370.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595537206042661026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--xRlaESqDjo/TadXcUWnkKI/AAAAAAAAHnc/ttUOtJGlizk/s400/IMG_2370.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Et mon arbre,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">(Celui que je me suis "approprié"</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Dès que je l'ai vu, face à mon balcon)</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">En est auréolé...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ses jeunes feuilles,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Encore repliées sur elles-mêmes,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Prennent des allures</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">De nuées d'étourneaux</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Qui s'envoleront</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Au premier rayon...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">J'aime déguster ces instants,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Simples et précieux...</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-8871569738147207988?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-37428675490351248262011-04-09T21:06:00.005+02:002011-04-09T21:27:17.428+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0PnMTVCZTLo/TaCxt6OvgAI/AAAAAAAAHnU/gl0l9pe1I7I/s1600/497bfcb3f-b96c-408e-acf4-4d48742fdf66.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593666139477475330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0PnMTVCZTLo/TaCxt6OvgAI/AAAAAAAAHnU/gl0l9pe1I7I/s400/497bfcb3f-b96c-408e-acf4-4d48742fdf66.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><a href="http://www.altphotos.com/">http://www.altphotos.com/</a><a href="http://www.altphotos.com/"> </span></a><br /><div align="center">Déposer les rames... Arrêter d'écoper, Rentrer au port... Et laisser la tempête Se dérouler au large... Il faut savoir, Dit-on, Mener sa barque... Sans égoïsme, Juste, réaliser que le regard porté, Sur les soucis des autres, Fait parfois loupe... Et peut mettre le feu... Les "a marre(s)" Sont un bon repaire, Pour elle, Au fil des "en"... Les filets, En douce, Se sont remplis De printemps... Elle reprend la pêche...</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-3742867549035124826?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-2367665055489257802011-04-07T21:44:00.012+02:002011-05-24T21:23:49.209+02:00<div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592932795149384642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9WmyIcxx1_Y/TZ4WvpuC-8I/AAAAAAAAHm8/N4bL0TFyx2A/s400/IMG_2303.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><p align="center">Un rendez-vous avec une Amie très chère, A Paris, Des moments partagés, Qui n'appartiennent qu'à nous, Alors, me direz-vous, Pourquoi en parler ? Je n'en parle pas, Je les évoque pour le plaisir... Et puis, balade qui nous amène... Devant l'hôtel "particulier",</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592933683215508626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ICyWG7q_V5I/TZ4XjWBgpJI/AAAAAAAAHnE/eNys_jERZ2g/s400/IMG_2304.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><p align="center">Où habitait Gainsbourg. De nombreux regards posés, Des hommages imagés, Cette façade est une oeuvre d'art, A sa manière, Compilée... Je peux comprendre que l'on n'aime pas, C'est ce que je pensais avant de voir l'ensemble, Je n'ai pu m'empêcher, Peut-être bêtement, D'être émue... L'émotion étant, A mon humble avis, Spontanée, Je l'ai saisie pour mieux la ressentir, Sans trop me questionner.</p><br /><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592930336376810258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R2eMbzob-tQ/TZ4UgiE-6xI/AAAAAAAAHm0/GUb9YB0SXVw/s400/IMG_2302.JPG" border="0" />J'avoue être plus en phase Avec Gainsbourg que Gainsbarre... Alors rembobinons... </div><br /><br /><p align="center"><iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/duAk5um3B30" frameborder="0" width="480" height="390"></iframe></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-236766505548925780?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-38343966705021596392011-04-02T22:02:00.007+02:002011-04-02T22:17:19.340+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-maSk2Bp2T8o/TZeBQ0dJZ8I/AAAAAAAAHmg/4S04Apd9_EU/s1600/4224dbbdf-8dd4-4fd0-b17e-5a20dc80183d.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591079588362545090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-maSk2Bp2T8o/TZeBQ0dJZ8I/AAAAAAAAHmg/4S04Apd9_EU/s400/4224dbbdf-8dd4-4fd0-b17e-5a20dc80183d.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> "Comme le disait le général de Gaulle</span> </div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Peu de temps avant de couler :</span> </div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">« La vieillesse est un naufrage ».</span> </div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Et nous sommes tous sur le même bateau,</span> </div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mes frères.</span> </div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Et nous voguons insouciants,</span> </div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Jusqu’au jour où le miroir nous renvoie</span> </div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Les premiers signes avant-coureurs de la dégradation du temps."</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Pierre Desproges</strong></span> </div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>Manuel de savoir vivre à l’usage des rustres et des malpolis / Éditions du Seuil </em></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.desproges.fr/"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">http://www.desproges.fr/</span></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-3834396670502159639?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-70425405039350094032011-03-27T21:44:00.009+02:002011-03-27T22:07:45.461+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UZF_yGhTdwY/TY-UDx0ZAQI/AAAAAAAAHmI/4c-AMbAgQSA/s1600/IMG_2246.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588848455223673090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UZF_yGhTdwY/TY-UDx0ZAQI/AAAAAAAAHmI/4c-AMbAgQSA/s400/IMG_2246.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Les murs peints...</span> <span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Il y a à Lyon</span> <span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Nombre de murs peints... </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Des Créations de la Cité, </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Des oeuvres assez incroyables... </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Après, </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Comme beaucoup de choses, </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Artistiques ou technologiques, </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Il faut juste se pencher sur les détails,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Sur les difficultés de la réalisation, </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">S'étonner, </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Et oui, encore ! </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Ces murs peints, </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Celui-ci s'appelle le mur des Canuts, </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Transforment des pignons morts, </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Des espaces vides, </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">En un autre monde, </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Ils ouvrent d'autres horizons, </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Même si, </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Ils ne sont que façaces...</span></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588849920382250722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EqmRLzgtRAw/TY-VZD9aruI/AAAAAAAAHmQ/IZu750bPA04/s400/IMG_2247.JPG" border="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-7042540503935009403?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-21496183376622716842011-03-26T21:32:00.003+01:002011-03-26T21:54:26.441+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7DPEoEIo_VI/TY5Nqaud08I/AAAAAAAAHmA/OUJ7hMuZQuI/s1600/IMG_2352.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588489578737423298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7DPEoEIo_VI/TY5Nqaud08I/AAAAAAAAHmA/OUJ7hMuZQuI/s400/IMG_2352.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Portraits de femmes (13)<br /></span>La femme autoportrait...<br />Au milieu du gué,<br />Le 13ème,<br />J'espère en faire 25,<br />J'aime bien ce nombre...<br />Alors, je trouve juste,<br />De m'intercaler...<br />J'ai souvent regardé<br />Les images d'autres,<br />Leur prêtant des ressentis,<br />Les interprétrant...<br />Que puis-je dire sur cette image de moi ?...<br />Est-il possible de se détacher<br />Pour se voir ?...<br />Cela me fait penser,<br />A ces nombreux peintres,<br />Qui se sont risqués à se représenter,<br />Courage...<br />Ou inconscience ?...<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-2149618337662271684?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-28994708177945800622011-03-21T22:02:00.002+01:002011-03-21T22:07:31.649+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rO9X1741sQ4/TYe9UIXeGTI/AAAAAAAAHl4/PZbjeOx9qrQ/s1600/IMG_2255.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586642016317348146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rO9X1741sQ4/TYe9UIXeGTI/AAAAAAAAHl4/PZbjeOx9qrQ/s400/IMG_2255.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Le sablier de lumière...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Le sablier se construit,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Au fil d'araignée consciencieuses...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Il illustre bien,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Eclairé d'un rai de lumière,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">La beauté de l'instant,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Et la fuite du temps...</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-2899470817794580062?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-5633944178282116922011-03-17T21:48:00.003+01:002011-03-17T22:03:09.969+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_INzzzfFlQE/TYJz-sdUGHI/AAAAAAAAHlw/_zG-ZZi-gzo/s1600/IMG_2332.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585154008816031858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_INzzzfFlQE/TYJz-sdUGHI/AAAAAAAAHlw/_zG-ZZi-gzo/s400/IMG_2332.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Je m'étonne souvent...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Et j'aime ça...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Alors d'abord,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Cette photo pour vous donner des nouvelles,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">De ma forêt miniature de mélèzes.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Je l'avais vue verdoyante,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Puis l'automne est arrivé,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Elle a pris des couleurs de feu,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Ses épines sont tombées,<br />Elle ressemblait cet hiver</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">A du bois mort.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Je l'ai laissée dehors,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Prenant soin d'entourer son pot</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Pour que le gel ne la tue pas...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">L'arrosant de temps en temps</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Pour ne pas qu'elle meure de soif...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Il y a quelques semaines,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">J'ai taillé quelques branches,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Me disant que je n'y connaissais rien</span></div><div align="center">En bonzaï,</div><div align="center">Mais qu'elle comprendrait,</div><div align="center">Si elle le souhaitait,</div><div align="center">Que je tenais à elle.</div><div align="center">J'ai aimé croire qu'elle comprendrait...</div><div align="center">Et, depuis quelques jours,</div><div align="center">Elle m'a annoncé le printemps,</div><div align="center">Se couvrant de pousses vert cru...</div><div align="center">J'avoue que j'en suis ravie,</div><div align="center">Ma forêt va renaître...</div><div align="center">Elle m'a aussi permis</div><div align="center">De m'étonner,</div><div align="center">M'émerveiller même,</div><div align="center">Une fois de plus,</div><div align="center">De cette nature</div><div align="center">Qui donne le tempo</div><div align="center">A la renaissance simultanée</div><div align="center">De ces pousses verdoyantes,</div><div align="center">Et des violettes dans le jardin...</div><div align="center">Comment savent-ils tous,</div><div align="center">Bourgeons, pousses, fleurs,</div><div align="center">Qu'il est l'heure ?...</div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /> </div></span><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-563394417828211692?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-87605752332289497722011-03-13T21:35:00.002+01:002011-03-13T21:46:10.989+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-StmNNh4GsoQ/TX0q7ZXsLNI/AAAAAAAAHlo/1o-_dwwPCFs/s1600/IMG_2293.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583666312920181970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-StmNNh4GsoQ/TX0q7ZXsLNI/AAAAAAAAHlo/1o-_dwwPCFs/s400/IMG_2293.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Les yeux grand ouverts...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Que voient-ils... ?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Un reflet,<br />Où est la vitre ?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Où est ce qui fait face ?<br />En haut, en bas ?...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">L'instant n'est vérité</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Que pour celui ou celle</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Qui le vit...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Il "faut" donc,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">A mon sens,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">S'appliquer,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Les yeux grand ouverts,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">A vivre sa vie,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Savourer chaque moment,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Le garder en mémoire,</span></div><div align="center">Comme un cadeau</div><div align="center">Qui n'a pas de prix,</div><div align="center">Une preuve d'existence...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-8760575233228949772?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-5251258824454128952011-02-24T21:25:00.004+01:002011-02-24T22:07:47.199+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0yyqCUENx8/TWa_BIzII3I/AAAAAAAAHYI/I1CsOB3XUF0/s1600/411d69334-0af7-42b3-957d-b454916c2977.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577355214807638898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0yyqCUENx8/TWa_BIzII3I/AAAAAAAAHYI/I1CsOB3XUF0/s400/411d69334-0af7-42b3-957d-b454916c2977.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"> <span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><a href="http://www.altphotos.com/">http://www.altphotos.com/</a></span></span></div><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Le brouillard va se lever...<br />Je ressens parfois,<br /></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">C</span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">omme un éclair de clairvoyance... ?<br /></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Des situations répétitives<br />Dans mon existence,<br /></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Si répétitives même,<br />Qu'elles en deviennent permanence.<br />A chacune d'elles,<br />Je ressens la même impression,<br />Une sensation d'être invisible,<br />Comme si l'autre,<br />(Toujours quelqu'un de proche),<br />Ne me voyait pas,<br />Ne tenait pas compte de moi,<br />Comme si,<br />Quelque part,<br /></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">J'étais niée...<br />Et puis, comme ce soir,<br />Je comprends soudain.<br />Je passe mon temps<br />A m'occuper des autres,<br />A penser à eux et à leur montrer...<br />Disant cela,<br />Je dois sembler bien prétentieuse,<br />Au mieux un peu minable,<br />Reprochant ce que je peux leur donner.<br />Mon grand tort,<br />Je crois,<br />Il est résumé dans une phrase<br />Juste un peu plus haut :<br />"Je passe Mon temps"...<br />Je donne en attente de retour,<br />Non pas comme une évidence,<br />Plutôt comme un "test" inconscient,<br />Vont-ils me reconnaître,<br />Vont-ils me voir ?<br /></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Il serait sans doute plus simple,<br />Il sera sans doute plus simple (c'est mieux),<br />De m'occuper de moi d'abord,<br /></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">De m'accorder directement,<br /></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Ce dont j'ai passé ma vie<br />A attendre le retour,<br />Un "syndrôme" que l'on pourrait nommer<br />Boomerang égaré...<br />Une soeur aînée,<br /></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Françoise,<br />Qui n'a vécu que 7 semaines,<br />Et qui ne pouvait pas revenir...</p></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-525125882445412895?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-14396674324788334242011-02-22T23:01:00.005+01:002011-02-22T23:30:15.841+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p94-0074EsM/TWQyaZA4yWI/AAAAAAAAHYA/ZHoFTZpqdPk/s1600/44b185b08-daf4-4ff0-9e43-c1db37ba5a83.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576637667564112226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p94-0074EsM/TWQyaZA4yWI/AAAAAAAAHYA/ZHoFTZpqdPk/s400/44b185b08-daf4-4ff0-9e43-c1db37ba5a83.jpg" border="0" /></a><em><span style="font-size:78%;"> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><a href="http://www.altphotos.com/">http://www.altphotos.com/</a></span></span></em></div><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Les Hommes me font peur...<br />Parfois, je me dis que le monde est fou,<br />Que nous ne savons plus l'essentiel,<br />Que nous le négligeons...<br />Cette balance,<br />Qui doit donner l'équilibre,<br />Ressemble à s'y méprendre...<br />A une potence...<br />Cet outil,<br />A été construit par l'homme,<br />Avec ses faiblesses,<br />Ses soifs de pouvoir,<br />De réussite personnelle,<br />Ses attirances politiques ou religieuses,<br /></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Comment peser le pour et le contre ?<br />Nous sommes dans un monde<br />Où l'être humain est nié.<br />Il y a des modes,<br />Des façons de vivre avec ou sans,<br />Des "in" et des "out",</span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><br />Des révoltes justes,<br />Des théories rédigées<br />Par ceux qui ne font que regarder...<br />Des chambardements annoncés,<br />Des tyrans déboulonnés,<br />D'autres depuis longtemps,<br />Déboussolés...<br />Il y a des profits,<br />Et donc des profiteurs,<br />Il y a des questions à se poser,<br />Sur l'évolution de l'Homme...<br />Je me dis parfois<br />Qu'il n'a rien compris,<br />Que son évolution n'est que posture...</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-1439667432478833424?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-47550041701853888772011-02-20T20:56:00.002+01:002011-02-20T21:08:38.898+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i8bWUpqNhN8/TWFyd3oTf3I/AAAAAAAAHX4/J8Kr_aKRHsg/s1600/4ca9e4395-f0a1-4e52-9736-548e13bd54c1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575863671136157554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i8bWUpqNhN8/TWFyd3oTf3I/AAAAAAAAHX4/J8Kr_aKRHsg/s400/4ca9e4395-f0a1-4e52-9736-548e13bd54c1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><a href="http://www.altphotos.com/"><em>www.altphotos.com</em></a></span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Portraits de femmes (12)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">La femme colline,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Elle n'est pas visage,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Elle n'est pas image...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Elle est tournée vers l'ailleurs,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Vers la nature...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Elle est partie du paysage,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Non pas comme un objet,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Mais comme un élément constitutif...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Elle se perçoit dans un ensemble,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Un tout fait de petits Riens...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Elle en est un,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Elle ne se dévalorise pas,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Bien au contraire,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Elle prend soin d'elle,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Autant que de ce qui l'entoure.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Elle n'est pas centre,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Elle tente d'être</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Comme une étoile</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Dans la voie lactée...</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-4755004170185388877?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-78109846376751390382011-02-17T21:39:00.005+01:002011-02-17T21:58:37.846+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U1qx4Or28tQ/TV2HyOzhW3I/AAAAAAAAHXw/dh2jKNee2ys/s1600/45e9e156a-7a96-4506-affa-7698b9e1c5df.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574761210791943026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U1qx4Or28tQ/TV2HyOzhW3I/AAAAAAAAHXw/dh2jKNee2ys/s400/45e9e156a-7a96-4506-affa-7698b9e1c5df.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><em> </em></span><a href="http://www.altphotos.com/"><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>www.altphotos.com</em></span></a></div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Photo souvenirs...</div><div align="center">La micheline...</div><div align="center">En voyant cette image,</div><div align="center">Ce mot me revient...</div><div align="center">Il signifie pour moi,</div><div align="center">Mais, je me demande,</div><div align="center">Malgré tout,</div><div align="center">Quel véritable sens il a...</div><div align="center">Je cherche et je trouve :</div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;">Une micheline est un autorail léger,</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;">dont les roues sont équipées de pneus spéciaux,</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;">mis au point par la société Michelin dans les années 1930</span></em></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"><em>(source Wikipedia)</em></span></div><div align="center">Dans mes souvenirs,</div><div align="center">C'est un train qui passe</div><div align="center">Devant la maison de ma grand-mère</div><div align="center">A Tassin-la-Demi-Lune,</div><div align="center">Je suis petite et je suis fascinée,</div><div align="center">J'aime le bruit qu'il fait,</div><div align="center">J'aime le voyage qu'il me suggère,</div><div align="center">J'aime l'idée</div><div align="center">Qu'il pourrait m'emmener</div><div align="center">Loin de là...</div><div align="center">Je ne sais pas encore</div><div align="center">Que son terminus</div><div align="center">Se situe quelques kilomètres plus loin,</div><div align="center">A la gare Saint Paul,</div><div align="center">A Lyon...</div><div align="center">Comme quoi,</div><div align="center">L'imaginaire de l'enfant<br />A du bon...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-7810984637675139038?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726801942194332692.post-47614757172575946652011-02-09T21:12:00.004+01:002011-02-09T22:42:00.582+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CAojsrLchYs/TVL1x0P3JwI/AAAAAAAAHXo/X_dkQ6hEWPw/s1600/4bb8e36c9-e89f-430a-9be6-30f42d5e7de8.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571785925198292738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CAojsrLchYs/TVL1x0P3JwI/AAAAAAAAHXo/X_dkQ6hEWPw/s400/4bb8e36c9-e89f-430a-9be6-30f42d5e7de8.jpg" border="0" /></a><em><span style="font-size:78%;"> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><a href="http://www.altphotos.com/">http://www.altphotos.com/</a></span></span></em></div><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">L'aquabonisme...<br />Comme une feuille déjà tombée,<br />Qui se croit en automne,<br />Même si ce n'est qu'un vent violent<br />Qui l'a fait chuter...<br />Se laisser aller,<br />A l'à quoi bon... ?<br />Se laisser porter par l'environnement,<br />Sans opposer la moindre résistance...<br />Si ce ne sont des pensées<br />Ramenant à la source,<br />A contre courant,<br />Totalement improductives...<br />Le ruisseau à moitié plein<br />Ou à moitié vide...<br />Et s'il était possible<br />De "profiter" du voyage,<br />De goûter à la caresse de l'eau,<br />A l'ivresse de l'inconnu<br />De cette possible confluence,<br />De cet éventuel estuaire,<br />Ou même,<br />Qui sait,<br />De cet océan...<br />A quoi bon...<br />Ne pas espérer... ?</span></p><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SnWpYnUfVRE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726801942194332692-4761475717257594665?l=kat-imini.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kat Iminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08671262738940794182noreply@blogger.com7