tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70225839682318043462024-03-18T21:04:39.492-07:00The ShockerA story of our life in Albaniadandjschochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00073802979482863763noreply@blogger.comBlogger39125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022583968231804346.post-34693693228486556912013-12-05T06:33:00.000-08:002013-12-05T06:33:15.827-08:00Perast, Montenego<div>
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dandjschochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00073802979482863763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022583968231804346.post-50151105545388643842013-12-05T03:21:00.000-08:002013-12-05T03:21:39.843-08:00Jar
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><strong>Have you ever been in a room where someone is trying to open
a jar?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Everyone wants to give it a
try.</strong></span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>"Give it here,
I can do it."<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Everyone feels that
somehow they will be able to do it better or will have more luck or will do it
in just the right way to get that darn jar open.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That feeling is common and very human.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sometimes the feeling is based on knowledge,
i.e. the person feeling that way may indeed be very strong, or have opened jars
before and knows a neat trick that gets the job done nine times out of
ten.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Often though, I've found that that
feeling in myself often is based on nothing more than a desire to succeed where
others have failed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Somehow, I'll find
the secret, I'll be stronger, I'll be successful.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sometimes this feeling is encouraged when
having been loosened by the previous efforts, the lid comes off relatively
easy. I feel vindicated, I feel great and sometimes superior.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I sometimes feel that new people coming into a ministry
situation are like the person seeing someone struggling with the pickle jar top
and thinking, "oo, oo, give that to me, I can open it!"<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The subtext is, "You just weren't doing
it right, or your fingers just weren't strong enough."<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sometimes, as in the case of the jar,
previous ministry efforts have made the situation ready for fruit and the new
comer effort added to the what has gone on before causes great forward movement
in a ministry.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sometimes the newcomer
tries and tries and still ends up with a jar that is stuck shut.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I acknowledge, that just as in the case of the jar, there
are times when a person needs help to get something done and that in the case
of ministry, sometimes we need someone of more maturity and spiritual strength
to open the jar for us or perhaps we just need more people to lend their
strength and collaborate with us in order to get the thing done.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>However, I wish for more maturity on the
part all parties.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I would wish that the new personnel would be aware of this
very human urge in themselves and be careful.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Beware of the feeling that the reason that the <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>jar is still closed (why there doesn't seem to
be the expected fruit in ministry), is because of some deficit in the original
efforts.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It may just be a stubborn jar,
one that needs a lot of force to open.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If
the ministry does take off, beware of feeling vindicated or superior as the
success seen is first and foremost from the Lord, but also upon previous effort
and foundations laid by others.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Of course the new members should join their effort to what's
going on.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Asking to have a try is not
the problem. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The desire on all parties
is to have the jar open after all!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>(There are cases where the original worker would rather break the bottle
than let anyone else open it, but I'm not addressing that here).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The problem is one of motivation.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What motivates us to ask/demand that we
should have a chance to do it (whatever it is).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>If our motivations are wrong, there will be consequences and hard
feelings.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Spiritual maturity on the part of the new worker looks like
being eager to join in the effort but humbly acknowledging that, at least in
the beginning, what they have to offer is more energy than strategy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They should be careful not to jump to
conclusions when they are still ignorant of all that has gone before.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Spiritual maturity in a seasoned worker is acknowledging
that God works in newbies as well.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That
new strategies, a fresh look and energy can open doors that were thought to
have been nailed shut. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Both seasoned and
unseasoned should remember that they were all sent to do the will of Lord.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Respect and Love for the Lord and one another
can cover a multitude of immaturities. </span></div>
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These are my most recent paintings. <br /><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312308320052146514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLeXkMTh3VhvuVFd-qa9EG1dcNoimUfMw8VCmGRNtfxBuMXfI3yfj5SJ4ovqzXzoIeaDlbBEEd6o5FKff_2o5UJWgRbHjo1BzsZiakDvF26aIAmugBVBDTV2pj79_-M2FDJkNIex7mRxiR/s400/DSCN2679.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312308310268133250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfi-2XGPdp__G04ndvP5p2nEjIVraj6VAO9acEvRkIyDKJWLqlD3ijpw8cpYWSUvGJdPAZmoBWKvS-jet4RnnEW_4GpY7Fw68BLRDM-oV7Z2JGpl3-RvD8chHvQJ3g1D2HYnXiCtM0ifji/s400/DSCN2674.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312308308056505122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguwP02ZdRIwriee9kpPhUZ9Cy85jdBWy8B56rTHaZ7NdgmCYb540W5dKoOWGgDfmLN1ViieyDtokb8P8s76ZOw1hJCUOAYYya_BCLzxIJF-OAtJuhuF2XPRNQ9C-fYpMYUTGSh6Wq5b8pC/s400/DSCN2673.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div>dandjschochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00073802979482863763noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022583968231804346.post-38479812968615304562009-03-10T11:52:00.000-07:002009-03-10T12:14:20.434-07:00Winter in Hungary and Vienna<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-VRIed7r-9Hmtpujh2WDdh-alyQk2EqFdsFx1QsxqjO_mzT63sgJTTXJdnZnvwUi5EjDaz0zpXW7XFo5OzyJw7aOLEOtVYLxsu2gR_MrY3RU7FdyeKS6DM0HM4aEQWOjeOBCf0h_tz5q1/s1600-h/DSCN2591.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311636124866071858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-VRIed7r-9Hmtpujh2WDdh-alyQk2EqFdsFx1QsxqjO_mzT63sgJTTXJdnZnvwUi5EjDaz0zpXW7XFo5OzyJw7aOLEOtVYLxsu2gR_MrY3RU7FdyeKS6DM0HM4aEQWOjeOBCf0h_tz5q1/s400/DSCN2591.JPG" border="0" /></a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311637523413741490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSU2DyzUwtfWtyAT2yyWLohYhIRysZwEnbytzyk63aFFUlIE7YY0UTk5C1XEE0J-e1q4d3UUf8z3FcLLj9n-zCRO39kf2401TmiulOMp1mimpXWQv4JiIi-KtRKvcW21De5k1vvFtZmhzq/s400/DSCN2594.JPG" border="0" /> Sopron, Hungary<br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXeBBOV1nNCph9kSUHO8VLMXXDpyF3TEHMMaf39pa7fa7VoQeY7jufGIv5sxjh5g-_yHQEgyimbSJ4DuvETxD7zLGLw1yubQc4sUHtEtTBAf0CY5YH11Qsqj2UwdAX5qgyi4at9Wt3h-Ro/s1600-h/DSCN2597.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311637518114566642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXeBBOV1nNCph9kSUHO8VLMXXDpyF3TEHMMaf39pa7fa7VoQeY7jufGIv5sxjh5g-_yHQEgyimbSJ4DuvETxD7zLGLw1yubQc4sUHtEtTBAf0CY5YH11Qsqj2UwdAX5qgyi4at9Wt3h-Ro/s400/DSCN2597.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiykry0SXzSrSRlYq2rRtUbAzd2Oe6H3JqPKqPRSQzy9h9ZlDkPh2JGGVlpyJrZyNftOsbkMHk91qgQlJQxZWTH8I5wVGJ5yfchAZ769yOCX315vaxIZBfk3rN6Gewn5-Wopr1R4yvRvKuv/s1600-h/DSCN2574.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311636113225944082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiykry0SXzSrSRlYq2rRtUbAzd2Oe6H3JqPKqPRSQzy9h9ZlDkPh2JGGVlpyJrZyNftOsbkMHk91qgQlJQxZWTH8I5wVGJ5yfchAZ769yOCX315vaxIZBfk3rN6Gewn5-Wopr1R4yvRvKuv/s400/DSCN2574.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7KhPBCmciKkiimRH4HOS8soPe15GrSyxzmmkZK3EaN4ibTzoPzveBCaNtJdmh0Op8bV9nzHWrw8Cnhyphenhyphen0CgLyjqQBx5f61ylpSQJ0INb7_oGQaW43z_ZVSFYL4aORqKUcKmRD4oRdAzyEy/s1600-h/DSCN2579.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311636109456839378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7KhPBCmciKkiimRH4HOS8soPe15GrSyxzmmkZK3EaN4ibTzoPzveBCaNtJdmh0Op8bV9nzHWrw8Cnhyphenhyphen0CgLyjqQBx5f61ylpSQJ0INb7_oGQaW43z_ZVSFYL4aORqKUcKmRD4oRdAzyEy/s400/DSCN2579.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311637534184470738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPyRCtbcSvfp2KuvxvnJ6B5lZ8zxABqS9nJOJnyjxdQumN0T9MMEHO-Vl1xl28KuaLNQ2hVk-T9AHm6-aC_6ISoUX-N-WKax8W30dAbw9jFXa38QmfSlNVs4q8-FRs8X3pEZBbqvCErl5B/s400/DSCN2649.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div><br />Schloss Schonbrunn, Viennadandjschochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00073802979482863763noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022583968231804346.post-70730977535546815332008-10-22T23:34:00.000-07:002008-10-31T07:54:56.899-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8n9f4Eb1EuoqqiPCRKB1sUA6ADZxzzndHOhFJNUunMDTOohHeYwN5YvXGb4OpQ0Gx6do7o0bMMPKRy5HNDOzqRGT1hRLhrHvu2CrMF0U09-K_geGTBlv9YMOnVlJcIPr8uz_HXvIcAI0_/s1600-h/Evil_Eye_Bead_blue.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260234454522769394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8n9f4Eb1EuoqqiPCRKB1sUA6ADZxzzndHOhFJNUunMDTOohHeYwN5YvXGb4OpQ0Gx6do7o0bMMPKRy5HNDOzqRGT1hRLhrHvu2CrMF0U09-K_geGTBlv9YMOnVlJcIPr8uz_HXvIcAI0_/s400/Evil_Eye_Bead_blue.jpg" border="0" /></a> The Evil eye.<br /><br />The concept is that if you have something that someone might envy. You are in danger of having a curse of ill-will on you. Albanian's are very fearful of this and have many ways of warding off this curse. They might have <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">something</span> like these eye beads. They might put a stuffed animal, flag, garlic or a ram's horn up. This is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">supposed</span> to lure the evil eye away because it draws it to those things instead. They are also careful about complimenting someone or appreciating somebody's things too much. You don't want to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">inadvertently</span> put the evil eye on <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7wJkJzhjfMXvRDePicfY3qWWeAuoG-fZ4N_jBVpPpmYFayMyrGn7ckxvUAkevxXpE1-MK-30zt5eTKOlmTE86_ORuzoj1KMw4nFeugeGci-lQYu8EW6ezdAa6JmfFYhke5si6W_yyr9O1/s1600-h/img1614246c51a738d378.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260235081261879346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7wJkJzhjfMXvRDePicfY3qWWeAuoG-fZ4N_jBVpPpmYFayMyrGn7ckxvUAkevxXpE1-MK-30zt5eTKOlmTE86_ORuzoj1KMw4nFeugeGci-lQYu8EW6ezdAa6JmfFYhke5si6W_yyr9O1/s400/img1614246c51a738d378.jpg" border="0" /></a>someone or be blamed for bad things happening in other people's lives.<br /><br />In America I think it might <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">correlate</span> it to our expression, knock on wood. The feeling that somehow if we admit that we are doing well, or that we are really happy, or that we like something too much that somehow it's going to taken away from us. If it's too good to be true, it is.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzZ09DAnY1jDsQG7htT0pgbNw1BXHYFQdUstdzGTtNFxzj11iZat-K3t6LudXkenOcYDxXHvuFuGYD_lXtq4R5k-imrmiGWAKC-TbNVSFuWJJSle1Qt1HSzpZpf8G1MXdjjzt3U8LTA4Eh/s1600-h/2117902940_8d6801eb94.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260234453977877058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzZ09DAnY1jDsQG7htT0pgbNw1BXHYFQdUstdzGTtNFxzj11iZat-K3t6LudXkenOcYDxXHvuFuGYD_lXtq4R5k-imrmiGWAKC-TbNVSFuWJJSle1Qt1HSzpZpf8G1MXdjjzt3U8LTA4Eh/s400/2117902940_8d6801eb94.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br />A stuffed person, chicken head and garlic put up to protect new construction from the evil eye.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWY2vfX-fjIiSj7bWbVfNaIJ5BWXRjZfEVVhjOoT8sH6WseeilTh2VaHVCykA-zo1z_HIQg2tajogU9PBWJhfRy_jaWufONpB7G64CwKTD-Ve9fDXuvpz2k7fYrQz4Y9YtjA2uANinPxEc/s1600-h/IMG_1196.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260235081822162514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWY2vfX-fjIiSj7bWbVfNaIJ5BWXRjZfEVVhjOoT8sH6WseeilTh2VaHVCykA-zo1z_HIQg2tajogU9PBWJhfRy_jaWufONpB7G64CwKTD-Ve9fDXuvpz2k7fYrQz4Y9YtjA2uANinPxEc/s400/IMG_1196.JPG" border="0" /></a></div></div></div>dandjschochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00073802979482863763noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022583968231804346.post-75805474451770222042008-10-16T05:25:00.000-07:002008-10-16T09:51:11.740-07:00Why the pain?The man's life was pleasant. So too was worship. The two always go together.<br /><br />God was not pleased. So He allowed the man's life to become unpleasant.<br /><br />The man responded with shock. "How can this be? How could this happen in my life?"<br /><br />Beneath the shock, the man was smug. But he could not see it. he thought it was trust. "this will soon pass. God is faithful, life will again be pleasant."His worship remained shallow.<br /><br />God was not pleased. So He allowed more unpleasant things to happen in the man's life.<br /><br />The man tried hard to handle his frustrations well, like someone who trusted God. "I will be patient," he resolved.<br /><br />But he didn't notice that his efforts to be patient grew out of the conviction that a pleasant life was his due. He did not hear his own heart saying, "If I'm patient, God will make things pleasant again. That's His job."<br /><br />His worship became a way to convince God to restore his pleasant life.<br /><br />God was not pleased. So He pulled back His hedge of protection around the man a little farther. The man's life became miserable.<br /><br />The man got angry. God seemed unmoved, indifferent, uncaring, Heaven's door slammed shut. The man knew he could not pry it open.<br /><br />He could think only of better days...not better days coming, but of better days before, days that no longer were and that showed no signs of returning.<br /><br />His highest dreams were returning to those days, to the pleasant life he once knew, when he felt what he had called joy.<br /><br />He could not imagine a higher dream than going backward to what once was. But he knew life never moved backward. Adults never become children again. Old people never recover the energy of their most productive years.<br /><br />So he lost hope. God had withdrawn His blessing, and there was no indication He would change His mind.<br /><br />The man fell into depression. His worship stopped.<br /><br />God was not pleased. So He released the forces of hell into the man's life.<br /><br />Temptations that formerly were manageable now became irresistible. The pain of living was so great that the pleasure the temptations afforded, relief really, seemed reasonable and necessary. But after the pleasure came a new kind of pain, a kind of pain that covered his soul with a fog that not even the brightest sun could penetrate.<br /><br />The man could see only his pain. He could not see God. He thought he could, but the god he saw was the one whose job it was to relieve pain. He could imagine this god, but he could not find him.<br /><br />He addressed the only god he knew. He begged for help. Beneath his words of pleading he could almost hear what his heart was saying: "You <em>owe</em> me help. I will never believe I deserved all this to happen. This pain is not my fault. It's yours."<br /><br />His worship had always taken the form of a demand, but now the demand was so obvious the man could almost recognize it.<br /><br />God was not pleased. So He let the struggles continue. And God allowed new troubles to come into the man's life.<br /><br />In the part of the man's heart that dreamed his greatest dreams, he had been certain he would never have to face these new troubles that were now in his life. For years he had said in his heart (without actually hearing it), "That could never happen to me. If it did, my life would be over. If that happened, I'd have no choice but to conclude that God isn't good. I would have to dismiss Go. And no one, not even God, could fault me."<br /><br />But still the man could not hear his heart speak. What he could hear was a seductive voice that made the worst temptation he had ever faced... to lose hope in God... seem noble, bravely defiant, the only way left for the man to find himself.<br /><br />The battle waxed hot. But a flicker of hope remained. The man held on to his faith. Even as he did, he could not hear his heart saying, "I have every right to give up on my faith. But I'm choosing the truly noble way. I still believe in You. I still believe you're there and that my highest hopes for joy...whatever hopes are left... lie with you. Does that impress you? If not, my God, what does?"<br /><br />His worship was more desperate than ever. But is was still proud.<br /><br />God was not pleased. So He allowed the man's trials to continue and his pain to remain unabated. God kept His distance from the man. He provided no comfort, no tangible reason to hope. It was difficult for God not to make everything better in the man's life. It was even more difficult for Him not to appear directly to the man and assure him of His presence.<br /><br />But He didn't. God had a greater dream for the man than a return to a pleasant life. He wanted the man to find true joy. He longed to restore the man's hope for what mattered most. But still the man did not know what that was.<br /><br />The fog around the man's soul thickened until he could feel it, like walls closing in. All that was left was mystery: there was fear certainly, even terror, but more acute was the sense of mystery, the mystery of a bad life and a good God.<br /><br />Where <em>was </em>He? When the man became most aware of his need for God, God disappeared. It made no sense. Was God there or not? If He was, did He care? Or didn't He?<br /><br />The man could not give up on God. He remembered Jacob. So he began to fight. But he fought in the dark, a darkness so deep that he could no longer see his dreams of a pleasant life.<br /><br />In deep darkness, you cannot see. But you can hear. He could hear for the first time what his heart was saying.<br /><br />"Bless me!" he cried. From his deepest soul, he could hear words reflecting a resolve that would not let go of God.<br /><br />"Bless me! Not because I am good, but because You are good. Bless me! Not because I deserve Your blessing, but because it is Your nature to bless. You really can't help Yourself. I appeal not to who I am. You owe me nothing. I appeal only to who You are."<br /><br />He still saw his pain. But now he saw God. And the cry for blessing was no longer a demand for a pleasant life. It was a cry for whatever God wanted to do, for whoever He was. The man felt something different. It was the beginning of humility. But the very fact of what it was kept him from seeing what it was.<br /><br />The man had forgotten himself and discovered his desire for God. He did not find God right away, but he had hope, hope that he might experience what his soul most deeply longed for.<br /><br />Then he saw it. Fresh water bubbled up from a spring in the desert of his soul, and he saw it. It was a new dream. He could see it's contours take shape. It was a dream of actually knowing God and representing Him in an unpleasant world. The dream took on a specific focus: he saw how he could know God and represent God to others in a way that was <em>his </em>way and not someone else's. It felt like coming home.<br /><br />He realized immediately that his power to speak on behalf of God to others in the midst of their unpleasant lives depended on his speaking from the midst of his own unpleasantness. He had never before felt grateful for his troubles.<br /><br />His suffering became to him a doorway into God's heart. He shared God's pain in His great project of redemption. Suffering together for a single cause made him feel closer to God.<br /><br />A new thought occured to him. "I will join with whatever forces are opposed to the root of this unpleasantness. I will ally with goodness against evil. I will not wait to see more clearly; what my hand finds to do, I will do. But I will stay close to the spring. My soul is thirsty. A pleasant life is not water for my soul: whatever comes from God... whoever God is... this is the only true water. And it is enough."<br /><br />The man worshiped God, and God was pleased. So God kept the water bubbling up out of the spring in the man's soul. When the man didn't drink every morning from the spring or return every evening to drink again, his thirst became intolerable.<br /><br />Some things in his life got better. Some things stayed the same. Some things got worse<br /><br />But the man was dreaming a new dreams, greater dreams than a pleasant life. And he found the courage to pursue them. He was now a man with hope, and his hope brought joy<br /><br />God was very pleased, and so was the man. <br /> <br /><strong>Shattered Dreams</strong>, by Larry Crabbdandjschochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00073802979482863763noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022583968231804346.post-52240220083078543952008-08-22T11:31:00.000-07:002008-08-22T12:08:26.705-07:00summer in Albania<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiUFNScCwZo9jqTj3VYLb2SmIwayyW0y0KbfhTdbjasQe-BnaN-qMakZK-SlQ3-AjPAVSE-dEUFkHqotkZFqNFMDi93Kauu2tKPW71J5VWedupM3nlN_syWNf4GJgBSgAkkyKEyqr5U4cq/s1600-h/DSC_0442.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237414274990004450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiUFNScCwZo9jqTj3VYLb2SmIwayyW0y0KbfhTdbjasQe-BnaN-qMakZK-SlQ3-AjPAVSE-dEUFkHqotkZFqNFMDi93Kauu2tKPW71J5VWedupM3nlN_syWNf4GJgBSgAkkyKEyqr5U4cq/s400/DSC_0442.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyiySB-ZsML8tgBr8yualAIWwMT6Hd9l3RNhV4VYnREsrEd6jfZpnnwTEyeJFghmv4xXwHd-I1sddvgk3Hdl3xeSzPI31IEWT2aoYHYzTNnCg45mQk3ELQKLrh1c4s76VgF6WQVCrrh0OM/s1600-h/DSC_0537.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237419998394974610" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7qMR1lzak4vzq1pxxmSEFot9bAYLP2e0AaEYVSHwIfa1wB3AIulOi6c3m5dgqhS-aY8DyR9mlybsq7RNom_bgZW6CA4r48pbzeW4vNLFV6X8BsxDV8q33hWd8oXC7smTjxDXEiQByUuUV/s400/DSCN2311.JPG" border="0" /></a> Pogradec, Albania<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMd1xc8fpksoJww8ikCj05t9YlB_cQcGdo5iOy9t6-020TQDd4vxQ6_HGxrobELQjLLp9weqqPaWo4P6Wxgv2gbKoKh_PpbmFsQ2N9Rq-VNhOtUWEU3vP588kGuhJjsV5IC_BDJmjV8l2k/s1600-h/DSCN2271.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235000646838884642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMd1xc8fpksoJww8ikCj05t9YlB_cQcGdo5iOy9t6-020TQDd4vxQ6_HGxrobELQjLLp9weqqPaWo4P6Wxgv2gbKoKh_PpbmFsQ2N9Rq-VNhOtUWEU3vP588kGuhJjsV5IC_BDJmjV8l2k/s400/DSCN2271.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8N4NFz8hykpJ6er6Qw4Xoj0DWI3MJMZj5LP431iom-uVKerorTJ6Zbreg1v99LCuQaQxA02LUCVkVIBXILNEINqPTIPEZMkAgXmLYj9UxRvZY5yDk3pKQy412SeSwMhgSuRAk-py4PtXV/s1600-h/DSCN2247.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234998663993067602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8N4NFz8hykpJ6er6Qw4Xoj0DWI3MJMZj5LP431iom-uVKerorTJ6Zbreg1v99LCuQaQxA02LUCVkVIBXILNEINqPTIPEZMkAgXmLYj9UxRvZY5yDk3pKQy412SeSwMhgSuRAk-py4PtXV/s400/DSCN2247.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Blue Mosque, Istanbul<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaHLlyzRiQH-hatgiMh5MPWNSHePVL_Es9VyHrMff5LTtZ_B4uhV3POZy9hWM-eIys1Ym-HkbQguApmzMG-lDRHp2_6IdL5LOlLTA1h0q0-XNH9Qr5lue7n8CtlWPUY7uRUWpdR6m3dV5S/s1600-h/DSCN2262.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234998669182756530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaHLlyzRiQH-hatgiMh5MPWNSHePVL_Es9VyHrMff5LTtZ_B4uhV3POZy9hWM-eIys1Ym-HkbQguApmzMG-lDRHp2_6IdL5LOlLTA1h0q0-XNH9Qr5lue7n8CtlWPUY7uRUWpdR6m3dV5S/s400/DSCN2262.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />The things people create looking for God.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEq1ohiokxK_0oVMQYtQbc_4nGPaHpmLzGSetiw76Q9jo56JTlsLd44xgoZEn1CpntQmHHSytm5ulVurwMKJ61L7wVrBMcl2xLzw2xn14zSYpkh9zMw2pc71LS3FkHodC5ZIaRJYRCo0cP/s1600-h/DSCN2234.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234996830562370754" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdto81Ko_awqXTyrrGV0HwMzhmV65w6ngw-Bm1j-EeonpNe9BcUH7HjsU5kKTo3yBJKG0LmYM5_H5XWtT_OL7jiLh3YYd1Vw5yckSaKCV-QHFgJkv72XfasUiwYaV7bnhZkwXP53sPjZ1O/s400/DSCN2214.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />back in the Hagia Sophia<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX_pHWvy1MamDUnowuZtxiAGqHa3j7Uv4pDZkezDxqVX88f2yTGyEtXenFkzoajZwXWABPEmjixdZeLsZCDxObj-p0DISd9A_eGwKS8EsWG0s3sSPLKFv_PdFRB8NxkK4i4MOuen1F3olI/s1600-h/DSCN2223.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234994207148810194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX_pHWvy1MamDUnowuZtxiAGqHa3j7Uv4pDZkezDxqVX88f2yTGyEtXenFkzoajZwXWABPEmjixdZeLsZCDxObj-p0DISd9A_eGwKS8EsWG0s3sSPLKFv_PdFRB8NxkK4i4MOuen1F3olI/s400/DSCN2223.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>dandjschochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00073802979482863763noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022583968231804346.post-44978790084417604962008-08-07T23:34:00.000-07:002008-08-08T23:46:02.222-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjONZcyt3YSJB6BMxp3pIYtPxZIbOtjY4IUgImsxqNh9FOhH127p4v4zLi-1I3QrvdUuKgPvtmAzPgqvLAFnqmRm-fBcMASJPpEJTezFxeDaGyuodxWFMsYtEybZt8HbCEKszlGN3hwXdOB/s1600-h/DSCN2238.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232037852630070130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjONZcyt3YSJB6BMxp3pIYtPxZIbOtjY4IUgImsxqNh9FOhH127p4v4zLi-1I3QrvdUuKgPvtmAzPgqvLAFnqmRm-fBcMASJPpEJTezFxeDaGyuodxWFMsYtEybZt8HbCEKszlGN3hwXdOB/s400/DSCN2238.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Hagia Sophia<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFwPY9JEkwSIkC3rG-Da21htQ0AYZLVqWon4fd8uBuCCidjaovk0_NBxZ_5xD-h0HneC748gYeq79fmwOZP-v_ZSFDrdR6IeqpVFld6envql25k9Cim8mTT2qFVmt-GkjGGX3awiCxWJUb/s1600-h/DSCN2204.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232036939001569010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFwPY9JEkwSIkC3rG-Da21htQ0AYZLVqWon4fd8uBuCCidjaovk0_NBxZ_5xD-h0HneC748gYeq79fmwOZP-v_ZSFDrdR6IeqpVFld6envql25k9Cim8mTT2qFVmt-GkjGGX3awiCxWJUb/s400/DSCN2204.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH4S9Urod_9Wmw6C4K_iCEXtNglXyLiYgdRvqsFb2Qf1auwgGylZO8k3P_U3GgR069HouqYySJ234uEOgJZUjkYze_PDj3Wn60BmrSUnK84PPM2nbHNO1fysbXlyqkGmKvOZfZ0EMG3Uhr/s1600-h/DSCN2203.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232036086049291042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH4S9Urod_9Wmw6C4K_iCEXtNglXyLiYgdRvqsFb2Qf1auwgGylZO8k3P_U3GgR069HouqYySJ234uEOgJZUjkYze_PDj3Wn60BmrSUnK84PPM2nbHNO1fysbXlyqkGmKvOZfZ0EMG3Uhr/s400/DSCN2203.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghhkqZyU8sdc3Iqeg6FLVQ0HAfEDWwIEwfKoi_d8ioPmVtP_DaiTPUdakxaLyadVcxkA3-SzPLSLDQPLkcvNyu98845lMRFIViSH_PAKcBW0GTwJgYKdGsjwqgx-tS6o2hWnTHINVksOgA/s1600-h/DSCN2191.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232035250418596722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghhkqZyU8sdc3Iqeg6FLVQ0HAfEDWwIEwfKoi_d8ioPmVtP_DaiTPUdakxaLyadVcxkA3-SzPLSLDQPLkcvNyu98845lMRFIViSH_PAKcBW0GTwJgYKdGsjwqgx-tS6o2hWnTHINVksOgA/s400/DSCN2191.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Basilica Cisterns, Medusa's head<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2O_kdF8xSsMsSyC-Ci740ugurJySD1wHvlx9fPECGJQ9PoFgAKVrgHVxWa_n_5VvTp9d6taHCbfMljn2PY40pwBgB6f3vY4reYq0XtdQ7Ddjg5xDw24zpUDzCcIg4g0BzfbmYaa79BSBf/s1600-h/DSCN2190.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232034435938363746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2O_kdF8xSsMsSyC-Ci740ugurJySD1wHvlx9fPECGJQ9PoFgAKVrgHVxWa_n_5VvTp9d6taHCbfMljn2PY40pwBgB6f3vY4reYq0XtdQ7Ddjg5xDw24zpUDzCcIg4g0BzfbmYaa79BSBf/s400/DSCN2190.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXUyCELJK2snWWvqM2u3sjRgnxeiT00Rp7xCNrPx5zdBi_WI0sFWwNYA5HpGI4O0RBqUeUtfmycMKiT9CqwDjCtWDWnJuHjGUSpdvsEfXfhBpg61RJDW8yjVtMVaFWjyvIDQCluKJgKn0s/s1600-h/DSCN2142.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232033710789278418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXUyCELJK2snWWvqM2u3sjRgnxeiT00Rp7xCNrPx5zdBi_WI0sFWwNYA5HpGI4O0RBqUeUtfmycMKiT9CqwDjCtWDWnJuHjGUSpdvsEfXfhBpg61RJDW8yjVtMVaFWjyvIDQCluKJgKn0s/s400/DSCN2142.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Storks Nest Cafe<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAvU2QoIP5dWdp7vy5t1bWG7ZKyLvUMz3S9jKOiIc0OTkwj0sMdtFMQu5OPBDq9PKpQ6hIhF-O4uomVR0He8PDZTVpLFt0OwZjUEI-syjWKsRi0bElWPF8iWY94oCvuN_AUUoNeJTwzShF/s1600-h/DSCN2137.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232033009554864306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAvU2QoIP5dWdp7vy5t1bWG7ZKyLvUMz3S9jKOiIc0OTkwj0sMdtFMQu5OPBDq9PKpQ6hIhF-O4uomVR0He8PDZTVpLFt0OwZjUEI-syjWKsRi0bElWPF8iWY94oCvuN_AUUoNeJTwzShF/s400/DSCN2137.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This one speaks for itself.....ha ha ha<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ22oxmFerPvnEiyRydzO7CgQT1ua0SsPA2uU9Ai_eYOniUhgypOQkRWUCQJrR3pTwJWVPFeGnpFdhAB0INxofLWS0Gp3aB3JOFFDWcEJGIwdQaMH5Ts9cEcXQ9P8O_iot7Ubybw1ENTfF/s1600-h/DSCN2133.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232032170379091282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ22oxmFerPvnEiyRydzO7CgQT1ua0SsPA2uU9Ai_eYOniUhgypOQkRWUCQJrR3pTwJWVPFeGnpFdhAB0INxofLWS0Gp3aB3JOFFDWcEJGIwdQaMH5Ts9cEcXQ9P8O_iot7Ubybw1ENTfF/s400/DSCN2133.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Apparently aliens have been known to fall off here.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>dandjschochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00073802979482863763noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022583968231804346.post-56603388072339233402008-08-04T02:45:00.000-07:002008-08-06T00:18:50.189-07:00scenes of Turkey<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEqME7totBJWQiAyAS_2QLB_hQSGl3-JVbFNBRoz7pmV_ZAXPcj0zZbV9q6DEpqiqhSIVzYqhTENZcekSI6BFv4wFuy25cILP8sn4zk_mtQAD-vXWGzACnnNzTykgv4m0QhsVOpJ4RA39D/s1600-h/DSCN2030.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230598023422753074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEqME7totBJWQiAyAS_2QLB_hQSGl3-JVbFNBRoz7pmV_ZAXPcj0zZbV9q6DEpqiqhSIVzYqhTENZcekSI6BFv4wFuy25cILP8sn4zk_mtQAD-vXWGzACnnNzTykgv4m0QhsVOpJ4RA39D/s400/DSCN2030.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Entering Turkey after about 15 hours of driving. (Okay so about 12 of that was the previous day)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhUiFBzzs2w6m1mohAk27MjgYX1SVG8ZgjkYh7C2oBxwchZ8uebPlL_ckHUNrhq5ci1JK98cdBc_-4uq0DzP1SWhFqLEpXZMOTr52xja825sCAeUx5De2uiDucdFu3NTaMsGiIoa7oFvBC/s1600-h/DSCN2064.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231291517591439410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhUiFBzzs2w6m1mohAk27MjgYX1SVG8ZgjkYh7C2oBxwchZ8uebPlL_ckHUNrhq5ci1JK98cdBc_-4uq0DzP1SWhFqLEpXZMOTr52xja825sCAeUx5De2uiDucdFu3NTaMsGiIoa7oFvBC/s400/DSCN2064.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br /><div>Here I am due to popular request. I really don't like posting pictures of myself. It takes all the mystery out and I become ordinary. Ah well, I guess I just have to bow to the reality that I really am just ordinary. At least the scenery isn't. We are at Ephesus, where crowds in biblical times shouted for 2 hours that "Artemus is great.....(she gives us chocolate cake," oops! I guess that's from something else).</div><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsEAySXkJ2qEwiYeMtOst1h30p24oQzxSWxXVgHQrK3R33ELmp7RvErNJi3D_oN2TjzZ3_CsMkN-d4BpfAfBRnHuz2HiBNsLfiLsHx71RTTUTeoDNz7Dvk1jilnCZG_OJitSCRCwTLb8z_/s1600-h/DSCN2051.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231298028439840274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsEAySXkJ2qEwiYeMtOst1h30p24oQzxSWxXVgHQrK3R33ELmp7RvErNJi3D_oN2TjzZ3_CsMkN-d4BpfAfBRnHuz2HiBNsLfiLsHx71RTTUTeoDNz7Dvk1jilnCZG_OJitSCRCwTLb8z_/s400/DSCN2051.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Here we are amoung the stones. Amazing to know that this has been a city for at least 2,500 years.<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPpY8RSvjWUegnb-Uk9N23lfaz2_965k_tReNKqlV-p2l-rU4a0LuKl4QyxgSYYCWVXa41ALQzOuaP0cneEdylSoYFEoSHO0edT1lVjiKOK-WRl-1GeMbhR1iSCzsp7MijXPQbdpxywls6/s1600-h/DSCN2039.JPG"></a> </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCTFtoiPe3xlEf1e2LaL-IsndgQCcpun_Xdrtw2KVdadsQyn_wVVwsF1jFKMmXDRZToUn8MtlRGqBakQVkjjNRr9RSkJD1QPwfd_l5fhZmF8MmoZi3Blb1j0CO4dJvw3mt1nBE4yDdabNP/s1600-h/DSCN2086.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231292301677309154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCTFtoiPe3xlEf1e2LaL-IsndgQCcpun_Xdrtw2KVdadsQyn_wVVwsF1jFKMmXDRZToUn8MtlRGqBakQVkjjNRr9RSkJD1QPwfd_l5fhZmF8MmoZi3Blb1j0CO4dJvw3mt1nBE4yDdabNP/s400/DSCN2086.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Beautiful !<br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231293027735552370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="401" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQqwl5c-2CrHAnKddEzTtMoX-YscYDjhi8pcDJI6L4Zms0M7J26nzssNBLqwq-UrFYl3scjOW3oF6ixzHosoGPXirijjJKvbHSy_v4AUjkUq2hTfkXroheItFC2i03wqsFNBGEXRhwYyxd/s400/DSCN2119.JPG" width="300" border="0" /> The tomb of Celcius<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPpY8RSvjWUegnb-Uk9N23lfaz2_965k_tReNKqlV-p2l-rU4a0LuKl4QyxgSYYCWVXa41ALQzOuaP0cneEdylSoYFEoSHO0edT1lVjiKOK-WRl-1GeMbhR1iSCzsp7MijXPQbdpxywls6/s1600-h/DSCN2039.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230598807962643298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPpY8RSvjWUegnb-Uk9N23lfaz2_965k_tReNKqlV-p2l-rU4a0LuKl4QyxgSYYCWVXa41ALQzOuaP0cneEdylSoYFEoSHO0edT1lVjiKOK-WRl-1GeMbhR1iSCzsp7MijXPQbdpxywls6/s400/DSCN2039.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br />Ancient Troy and not so ancient horse.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPpY8RSvjWUegnb-Uk9N23lfaz2_965k_tReNKqlV-p2l-rU4a0LuKl4QyxgSYYCWVXa41ALQzOuaP0cneEdylSoYFEoSHO0edT1lVjiKOK-WRl-1GeMbhR1iSCzsp7MijXPQbdpxywls6/s1600-h/DSCN2039.JPG"></a></div></div></div></div></div></div>dandjschochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00073802979482863763noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022583968231804346.post-10608090222510427382008-06-19T23:17:00.000-07:002008-06-19T23:46:52.953-07:00some kid shots<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQA1SvItp4bXtNFy-8bgdHo2euon68OCHcaC4axjJWv9ekzkWKF-CdJFVnD_WT9GTsjkOSjw23g5Wa2ZWoS7yafi57ckj6qCeNvdCLlzXjywRtNNu7X5lDRQE4cpB9yS_rfeK0rDD1K0vw/s1600-h/DSCN1927.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213850352871014210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQA1SvItp4bXtNFy-8bgdHo2euon68OCHcaC4axjJWv9ekzkWKF-CdJFVnD_WT9GTsjkOSjw23g5Wa2ZWoS7yafi57ckj6qCeNvdCLlzXjywRtNNu7X5lDRQE4cpB9yS_rfeK0rDD1K0vw/s400/DSCN1927.JPG" border="0" /></a> Rachael and Tamlyn participating in the end of the year school play<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTXAfRWC8fpZ4p1OkvKCPwyNK8XZMqI5fkwyyetJDspZyb_SVNOUqKUlW-hwOKsvU4LiVM8FOlv_lLrSqRYCREu0D6l7Nuu0PCNTxrn3FjoWPGh6Oa704iJgpltKxGZYY-y-aJ0RQ3zgnk/s1600-h/DSCN1954.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213850358745728850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTXAfRWC8fpZ4p1OkvKCPwyNK8XZMqI5fkwyyetJDspZyb_SVNOUqKUlW-hwOKsvU4LiVM8FOlv_lLrSqRYCREu0D6l7Nuu0PCNTxrn3FjoWPGh6Oa704iJgpltKxGZYY-y-aJ0RQ3zgnk/s400/DSCN1954.JPG" border="0" /></a> Matthew at his 8th grade graduation<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mr. mad scientist<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7djDWfdIhEw2rGITyI2sXmVSjbjDLdQu-DO243yH0MyUz5XN7V2R6rGVDN4N4yGeMYTfBvISRbAJldDO7kyzh0PvMGptrOJqx_ReYC3njIXDkDIX7TpahgRUVOaJSWf9Cl7-VG-3i_WKM/s1600-h/DSCN1962.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213846919958711202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7djDWfdIhEw2rGITyI2sXmVSjbjDLdQu-DO243yH0MyUz5XN7V2R6rGVDN4N4yGeMYTfBvISRbAJldDO7kyzh0PvMGptrOJqx_ReYC3njIXDkDIX7TpahgRUVOaJSWf9Cl7-VG-3i_WKM/s400/DSCN1962.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT5X_dBWQvsqcvIp4w6wTB84MkbNjtDcI4W9Kb5Niy3yBUR3ZS13PVBsua0CLgfbnRST-J4PeZeX9kO5Q_sAee5xcaB2zesdRlvG3N5_0l4m1WqEF6PCPmeDzX_S1biMqpci4f5eMTtBtS/s1600-h/DSCN1963.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213846926910299474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT5X_dBWQvsqcvIp4w6wTB84MkbNjtDcI4W9Kb5Niy3yBUR3ZS13PVBsua0CLgfbnRST-J4PeZeX9kO5Q_sAee5xcaB2zesdRlvG3N5_0l4m1WqEF6PCPmeDzX_S1biMqpci4f5eMTtBtS/s400/DSCN1963.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Dad and girls<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7h6chmtZTc_IrxkFrUIMXTWILqXeFMbCaDejvZonqQkh2b554vPrtDYrCBXtaai_qfjhk46oqw5fSLIIEnBT1Xs7COE7ydKW3gvQoYF9oFxf7WlCGdt6VZX1TbV-JN6xy51t8v3gbzRBB/s1600-h/DSCN1964.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213846926067026002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7h6chmtZTc_IrxkFrUIMXTWILqXeFMbCaDejvZonqQkh2b554vPrtDYrCBXtaai_qfjhk46oqw5fSLIIEnBT1Xs7COE7ydKW3gvQoYF9oFxf7WlCGdt6VZX1TbV-JN6xy51t8v3gbzRBB/s400/DSCN1964.JPG" border="0" /></a>dandjschochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00073802979482863763noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022583968231804346.post-4795904988222343652008-04-13T23:31:00.000-07:002008-04-13T23:39:30.397-07:00Shkodra<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnfRydylsSRVO1ViAFkb_vWA_mANbMdsQanVBsL9fQfsLOjFaO8uioIzMpmT4dcwU51EsTRFtvq_Cdmus4cShmWGoCK5IODUq6BrReJZViPpRUO2-DR0cbUnAROAiuKlPZKBse7TxxdaGp/s1600-h/DSCN1620.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188985929384784946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnfRydylsSRVO1ViAFkb_vWA_mANbMdsQanVBsL9fQfsLOjFaO8uioIzMpmT4dcwU51EsTRFtvq_Cdmus4cShmWGoCK5IODUq6BrReJZViPpRUO2-DR0cbUnAROAiuKlPZKBse7TxxdaGp/s400/DSCN1620.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcYc37MHC9iUyuuo7JXAvQli80g2mGGAUE2VebaR09ZsWIS0HC3dkHZX-bjyKovvwoYVU6BlQ-gT0P3Bw4TgRZR-xdv9zr-V1XmN54hApB8ev-jWaPCWvmUp1Gmut69vsb5Z3quD5SGIjc/s1600-h/DSCN1624.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188985929384784962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcYc37MHC9iUyuuo7JXAvQli80g2mGGAUE2VebaR09ZsWIS0HC3dkHZX-bjyKovvwoYVU6BlQ-gT0P3Bw4TgRZR-xdv9zr-V1XmN54hApB8ev-jWaPCWvmUp1Gmut69vsb5Z3quD5SGIjc/s400/DSCN1624.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik1gR2uTLNLNc4E9qlZn9aVA85Egj7e_GZUg1rA4nnXsnnEOhTXUY8E94VeLp2Z3xbJ0mr1ZcTzmeMc6g9TYt7oX79TY9QoSd41yFwAV0M-p3vEkXiB8hTI7Cw5s9W0Zw60lZ-pnPUMyvc/s1600-h/DSCN1629.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188985933679752274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik1gR2uTLNLNc4E9qlZn9aVA85Egj7e_GZUg1rA4nnXsnnEOhTXUY8E94VeLp2Z3xbJ0mr1ZcTzmeMc6g9TYt7oX79TY9QoSd41yFwAV0M-p3vEkXiB8hTI7Cw5s9W0Zw60lZ-pnPUMyvc/s400/DSCN1629.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDmAC9M6tTkSaQJneKfBozBljerUaPJAqG3c7dMeXcO3-avMF5iMPTTDRxJm3UHX2OVm9LGSgEKT79hKdhj_bivi61GpQ6dJnSX51f9VfzZWM1sML2XcB4JmfYrPUlnkh5pDzeMdr7-NWr/s1600-h/DSCN1635.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188985933679752290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDmAC9M6tTkSaQJneKfBozBljerUaPJAqG3c7dMeXcO3-avMF5iMPTTDRxJm3UHX2OVm9LGSgEKT79hKdhj_bivi61GpQ6dJnSX51f9VfzZWM1sML2XcB4JmfYrPUlnkh5pDzeMdr7-NWr/s400/DSCN1635.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>dandjschochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00073802979482863763noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022583968231804346.post-32050403368755422922008-04-13T23:22:00.000-07:002008-04-13T23:31:35.211-07:00Shkodra<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGEVr3JZSmNnNs4fGgl4N-EXscFHPaR37LiZaEbMajapq2HYbp6dMcucmUJkf4528TIU7nOIcUzZx0VvZGTiQpOwdFJtHG8Jwhk7E-Vwj3ey3H_43LAnYZEGf7iryn9AIq-3Wj0Lf9vxP6/s1600-h/DSCN1612.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188984129793487858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGEVr3JZSmNnNs4fGgl4N-EXscFHPaR37LiZaEbMajapq2HYbp6dMcucmUJkf4528TIU7nOIcUzZx0VvZGTiQpOwdFJtHG8Jwhk7E-Vwj3ey3H_43LAnYZEGf7iryn9AIq-3Wj0Lf9vxP6/s400/DSCN1612.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDYe7E3gQyHiu_R1G3Ix5-FLGaKo3jSqpfkY-xjqC2FIIuvDC4UcJhbKP5SUX2jfpiqU8PyAZZ4biC_Oa_deXOCFF4FxADJzwWQKAaHhRbXFf_tag2K3Cu5JBO5b_X548We76e9ktVhDe_/s1600-h/DSCN1613.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188984129793487874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDYe7E3gQyHiu_R1G3Ix5-FLGaKo3jSqpfkY-xjqC2FIIuvDC4UcJhbKP5SUX2jfpiqU8PyAZZ4biC_Oa_deXOCFF4FxADJzwWQKAaHhRbXFf_tag2K3Cu5JBO5b_X548We76e9ktVhDe_/s400/DSCN1613.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEithbC5x0s9iNI7vl2GxpMLdVEkoCyNOkRbVrEWSxneXu2ULxQMh-3WDUMpJqhNOukRAd69nRXxRfpQNLhGZv-EyCvdBLZWNK-_1kngO60p1GhbfDUhIxDkCR8f8ZoJqTxN5-mD6nDJuLMp/s1600-h/DSCN1619.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188984134088455186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEithbC5x0s9iNI7vl2GxpMLdVEkoCyNOkRbVrEWSxneXu2ULxQMh-3WDUMpJqhNOukRAd69nRXxRfpQNLhGZv-EyCvdBLZWNK-_1kngO60p1GhbfDUhIxDkCR8f8ZoJqTxN5-mD6nDJuLMp/s400/DSCN1619.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif8ts_M5YS0G_39PHRWmTL6akMfNu-rdiMemqcarKVwc7dw52_hnO1MbV56WVd_spaMWxHSpN-SAm0XpbrAnpovrq9tkYZ5YIUxzJHNIfb3u9G489Nux-UPfF3hlWuat3TX9qgRPdxpfHH/s1600-h/DSCN1637.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188984134088455202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif8ts_M5YS0G_39PHRWmTL6akMfNu-rdiMemqcarKVwc7dw52_hnO1MbV56WVd_spaMWxHSpN-SAm0XpbrAnpovrq9tkYZ5YIUxzJHNIfb3u9G489Nux-UPfF3hlWuat3TX9qgRPdxpfHH/s400/DSCN1637.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>k</div>dandjschochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00073802979482863763noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022583968231804346.post-13098174748628060212008-02-13T22:21:00.000-08:002008-02-20T22:53:15.454-08:00Another One Rides the BusDriving in Tirana might be fun for some. If you like suprises, i.e. the one-way street that was going one direction yesterday may very well be going the opposite direction today. The brand new asfalted road that was laid down a week ago may today have gaping holes where they've torn it right out again. If you don't mind the roads becoming parking lots at every intersection, or trying to drive on narrow one lane roads that against the laws of physics suddenly become three lane roads, then Tirana awaits your driving pleasure. I'm not even going to go on about the impossiblity of finding a parking place in a city where cars were never thought of in it's planning.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />All this to say, I would rather take the public transportation<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166719799970635602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip-R8fba20Eh8Cfaczxdr4loc0mK0WsFd4WTwCzjjinUnm6_lovYRup4SC52sAf-vWetTMv6TCDXqzv89IZ2FVw7WVsPoUgmTYnyBDiI7HswS56iZRB8UIPWne-D4Fi6pIoGVJN95GwtBG/s320/024+bus+street.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br />Of course the public transportation has it's own aaah....shall we say eccentricities. Like buses which have gaping holes in the floors. It is interesting to watch the road and wheels from that perspective.<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166726659033407330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdfcbfaz_JaNJatewvzyZ-XOTF4ROKeN02Vy9bdWiLmfzhy2PhIA8BtlAApdRGvW-LKK6ACuBJZf2eDoLsPmpXGuDKAtR41dvkHAx7xrNdDvGyfdqL5RILWy3YH7o4hgcc2RifH5WGwzUH/s320/DSCN0389.JPG" border="0" /><br />Then there are the teaming masses of people also riding the bus. Being squashed between innumerable people who don't smell like this...<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166726667623341938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3HqIG0DXTwQVCSOcI3YORTMhZhdtJwQyc7Iz7W4gl5WlFNIdafunNuIypWPc8lQ67xM-VcoFle94oP2vNvdvIwPW5p1NIXT8PohJjHkc3Aj3Bu6NfEH_Pm4Ew8Frg9HErw7wypTDWz70f/s320/DSCN0420.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br />It's not so bad in winter. Afterall, being so crammed so close together can make the bus ride warmer. Not a bad thing in winter. However. In the summer it is an all together different experience. If you have ever smelled the smell of hot wet wool, garlic and sweat, then perhaps you might be close to knowing what a summer bus ride in Tirana is like.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166719795675668290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmCHWfss0u9MdGd9wkohP-9_Gpp_QVbOliVh1QmvdX_iDVKGsne1KhxXiUt3xE6eH-TpsdamoAVEQCnuCrcips7ZqNNcdb2FvKFgTfGVEttWlXWT_mulswvEUZx7PdgYP2inuvt8sADGWZ/s320/DSCN0391.JPG" border="0" /><br />Still for all it's difficulties, I still say hurray or public transportation.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div>dandjschochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00073802979482863763noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022583968231804346.post-21881500161731380252008-02-05T22:37:00.000-08:002008-02-05T22:59:35.749-08:00Images of Albania through my eyes<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-iYcWZMrbqUZYogUzI5wDRSO8XSwc2q3V-ALcFwx3iYbdyOaFpNn7Ht1ncfzwtQEgTogu9yXCNvmyPM6nE0tP-VwCpGXqDy_5QUO9tUz2MFYgK14Kmn9h4G1brl6wsIAKekb4QhgPpyG2/s1600-h/063+girls.BMP"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163757721449184946" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOeZiQMUtjXpABQu6dPc68IF9SS8uvesJIQr03n01NxmstIN-oV8x_iX6FRoCjVRfyzXgNvnugnzl7nNrpo2BlL8fddDvHGgrgyUGNxSaHKQQPFbuJyzqo6nLM20z6qKzwm8Dup3fMCXAQ/s320/089+buck+tooth+group.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJcMa4UGDQHEtAefuezeWxUQMHToCI0I72XvT6oR4V10rSxJRhJZgGDqGCHCg0GP_j9O1sULv1VJ3g1qfQ1WWRnWCvoJgJ6btHgo6y7F9K5AFb2P9AH8jm49crFmeoJvMBxxpYaVHHjVo1/s1600-h/DSCN0453.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163754822346260130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJcMa4UGDQHEtAefuezeWxUQMHToCI0I72XvT6oR4V10rSxJRhJZgGDqGCHCg0GP_j9O1sULv1VJ3g1qfQ1WWRnWCvoJgJ6btHgo6y7F9K5AFb2P9AH8jm49crFmeoJvMBxxpYaVHHjVo1/s320/DSCN0453.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2TKS-qpP46q4_UcNSCkguw1wB83cOf0ia4iJcMuEQRTWBXPX2QaKNLwx8Q-hH9Bk-JSqnxgZs6SkIPxn4j0wHj1G4Vpr7RYooQFzaoJPE6L3i7M9vDkccNmNYBfwHXTe7qRWmUGsavuWN/s1600-h/100+van+troubles.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163754818051292802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2TKS-qpP46q4_UcNSCkguw1wB83cOf0ia4iJcMuEQRTWBXPX2QaKNLwx8Q-hH9Bk-JSqnxgZs6SkIPxn4j0wHj1G4Vpr7RYooQFzaoJPE6L3i7M9vDkccNmNYBfwHXTe7qRWmUGsavuWN/s320/100+van+troubles.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div></div>dandjschochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00073802979482863763noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022583968231804346.post-7146356902860377862008-01-27T22:53:00.000-08:002008-01-29T22:48:34.290-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_BY1swNckSKBnJwPTBUFOwKmnaXQAGX80EpmynMXRI4gmB15iJCOqAOXIaHeEzLHuL54Fg8Seyz6BOeHmDqtrZJgqaLOeE8l6byw3jKOQyE7qpzCX1JDM6ZMSAQ0NNiiTJx5TClRlHEj-/s1600-h/19.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160427137519894098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_BY1swNckSKBnJwPTBUFOwKmnaXQAGX80EpmynMXRI4gmB15iJCOqAOXIaHeEzLHuL54Fg8Seyz6BOeHmDqtrZJgqaLOeE8l6byw3jKOQyE7qpzCX1JDM6ZMSAQ0NNiiTJx5TClRlHEj-/s320/19.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Bright colors drifting down in wonderful mosaics<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160427150404796018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPxq8oVd_AclpUDfTxD_r44V52M7WiLoL_5orTJqbYvMsM5bu9J8m5YEW_nwZ8n8wPHrIx7KiM66DBCGFPpiicXKxPckcgAWiepAK84H1bpvCUFKDlAnb9oOfnCDIABnEaxV3gKPnWOs72/s320/33.jpg" border="0" />Father and daughter<br /><div></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160427141814861410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSEj-QqsS5UBGz1npsLmZUkpY-1uEffJlJBKZDflBl5WIa0pLSYlMzwzXV2hQ4pwiFcecql6iyiqgovtbj_XlRjjNq0UjArpZSOtbN1ZeKGOElIWjhGf3kTEj8n8ZjWwjLYWOMWR0V7a4u/s320/24.JPG" border="0" /><br />The spice of lifedandjschochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00073802979482863763noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022583968231804346.post-81427639556809550902008-01-22T22:11:00.000-08:002008-01-22T23:02:46.373-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMwMdkd5CMIcf2TTKKJk_d7Vhu8YJbxBhkD7PI2FQCY1Pcye0dDhHBwGIvqyUWzzOe-H4FryDUu6WSkVHL2lak7idMiuB-q43wRFWmOEdK8KVtalxmH-f9m-j2FoRgzTAg49fVETmkYjkz/s1600-h/DSC_0076.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158563035814084130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMwMdkd5CMIcf2TTKKJk_d7Vhu8YJbxBhkD7PI2FQCY1Pcye0dDhHBwGIvqyUWzzOe-H4FryDUu6WSkVHL2lak7idMiuB-q43wRFWmOEdK8KVtalxmH-f9m-j2FoRgzTAg49fVETmkYjkz/s200/DSC_0076.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Miracles are a retelling in small letters of the very same story which is written across the whole world in letters too large for some of us to see. C. S. Lewis<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI6eSyr-AWC3yURG__XW8Tbtz2jP0tR6jLh_N5HsKU0T-Ogh1u6j2tV-oQGjx9_WSobIx4N3HJmie_EXE1TLAOcuKPJyB_EfCvDs9MgRTdP4Dsle6DAb1f-kPH6UEUMfp6iZhNgawgxCm1/s1600-h/DSC_0237.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158563048698986034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI6eSyr-AWC3yURG__XW8Tbtz2jP0tR6jLh_N5HsKU0T-Ogh1u6j2tV-oQGjx9_WSobIx4N3HJmie_EXE1TLAOcuKPJyB_EfCvDs9MgRTdP4Dsle6DAb1f-kPH6UEUMfp6iZhNgawgxCm1/s200/DSC_0237.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>We all want progress, but if you're on the wrong road, progress means doing an about-turn and walking back to the right road; in that case, the man who turns back soonest is the most progressive. C. S. Lewis</div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYCJU_JNi9uGUVuakkJWuxG5_t_UsoR-ETGkFMp-O1v1cN9NhMVNNOJUe38MT6vmtSLPoPD3UN33qZo-m-eDBEgzz5wcMCE36tbMs_qvDGLQtbEI0winA95MyjQ30_vnKY-RtUO4NA3vx_/s1600-h/DSC_0243.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158563078763757122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYCJU_JNi9uGUVuakkJWuxG5_t_UsoR-ETGkFMp-O1v1cN9NhMVNNOJUe38MT6vmtSLPoPD3UN33qZo-m-eDBEgzz5wcMCE36tbMs_qvDGLQtbEI0winA95MyjQ30_vnKY-RtUO4NA3vx_/s200/DSC_0243.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This is one of the miracles of love: It gives a power of seeing through its own enchantments and yet not being disenchanted. C. S. Lewisdandjschochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00073802979482863763noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022583968231804346.post-72557910213467958722008-01-07T23:03:00.000-08:002008-01-08T10:58:48.603-08:00Africa<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Taq3o652OSG6WDArOZIMZuBAnE_ykP7myTw4uvlYWQFskCoeyA3naWgSuRgtlEdwaH3ypq5aXrPNC7Pa_wBiOJfSBCn79NxsuRqAR5dYZbZJb3BV5d6cFQtmw-15OFUfVe9MSbPkSDbn/s1600-h/DSCN1239.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153003617510480978" style="WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Taq3o652OSG6WDArOZIMZuBAnE_ykP7myTw4uvlYWQFskCoeyA3naWgSuRgtlEdwaH3ypq5aXrPNC7Pa_wBiOJfSBCn79NxsuRqAR5dYZbZJb3BV5d6cFQtmw-15OFUfVe9MSbPkSDbn/s320/DSCN1239.JPG" width="285" border="0" /></a><br /><br />You know that different places actually have their own unique <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">fragrance</span>. I'm not going to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">describe</span> Albania's.... Tunisia actually has a perfumed air. I guess it must be the fig trees or something. But it actually has a lovely spicy scent.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCNzLPWMoQBJYEInatrVTe5YCVL3jbqpC8siINnqmem0UsYW8jgHZq1GuYjtLj3uQyhxqLiRnjpDT5rmB_yepGBSJr8290fStiBsvVVm1OQnlhxvQL656yEw_p0DSUh2O795ZwCYWgCKRq/s1600-h/DSCN1274.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153003621805448290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCNzLPWMoQBJYEInatrVTe5YCVL3jbqpC8siINnqmem0UsYW8jgHZq1GuYjtLj3uQyhxqLiRnjpDT5rmB_yepGBSJr8290fStiBsvVVm1OQnlhxvQL656yEw_p0DSUh2O795ZwCYWgCKRq/s320/DSCN1274.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />El Gem, the third largest amphitheater in the world. Hard to imagine all the Christians and others eaten by lions on this very spot.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbPsMawAWTecGv9YN3Qp4FAxOSc2-YVajFOlh-sdoh_xaVm2KORb5WdUqruKKB1qrXlm4XVbi6UHzw7MfM1jU4rjn2-l8NeKAhj0EQEDNYKcfY6Yt-dUYPO8GEHiGX3670GE-IThnsHRWE/s1600-h/DSC_0060.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153176571548523666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbPsMawAWTecGv9YN3Qp4FAxOSc2-YVajFOlh-sdoh_xaVm2KORb5WdUqruKKB1qrXlm4XVbi6UHzw7MfM1jU4rjn2-l8NeKAhj0EQEDNYKcfY6Yt-dUYPO8GEHiGX3670GE-IThnsHRWE/s200/DSC_0060.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The market place is a riot of color (and obnoxious <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">salesmen</span> who won't take no for an answer).<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisGyT8RIyyeS0iLpp4HOHOtoboPLnCS5atEa7AU-wxqhg_aqJ5ctSipPDzNndc0yDLRKPrIWDfIlXTd7-a-otHbagyOJhIA9sXDfBTqQEn88sZ9A-2okZGLsviGauLHm6pyNimo0ykPdI8/s1600-h/DSCN1479.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153003630395382914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisGyT8RIyyeS0iLpp4HOHOtoboPLnCS5atEa7AU-wxqhg_aqJ5ctSipPDzNndc0yDLRKPrIWDfIlXTd7-a-otHbagyOJhIA9sXDfBTqQEn88sZ9A-2okZGLsviGauLHm6pyNimo0ykPdI8/s320/DSCN1479.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Dave and Rachael making friends with the camel<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6KhuU1EJShNMIpvjOsOfSLKOvHPa1Yl9I3q-vvnnQ_ena0Bd7rML3XofaRG7qK2sl-lvojxfOZ2DaMkE_NsQyAUcmxJvvVsaQw-QRKRwoXAO4sdNVVw2LPRZDSeaARZSzWyAztkhYGdHZ/s1600-h/DSCN1469.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153003626100415602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6KhuU1EJShNMIpvjOsOfSLKOvHPa1Yl9I3q-vvnnQ_ena0Bd7rML3XofaRG7qK2sl-lvojxfOZ2DaMkE_NsQyAUcmxJvvVsaQw-QRKRwoXAO4sdNVVw2LPRZDSeaARZSzWyAztkhYGdHZ/s320/DSCN1469.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Looks sweet <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">doesn't</span> it? Little would you know how much it really wants to spit at you.dandjschochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00073802979482863763noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022583968231804346.post-69531997396381531822007-11-21T22:51:00.000-08:002007-11-21T23:31:12.082-08:00<a href="http://www.ou.edu/zooadvising/hippo.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.ou.edu/zooadvising/hippo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Hippo<br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://www.risingsunfarm.com/photos/sheep/rams_standinglg.jpg"></a> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="http://www.photobirder.com/Bird_Photos/northwestern_crow_two.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.photobirder.com/Bird_Photos/northwestern_crow_two.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div>Birdies</div><div> </div><div><a href="http://www.photobirder.com/Bird_Photos/northwestern_crow_two.jpg"></a> </div><div> </div><div><a href="http://www.risingsunfarm.com/photos/sheep/rams_standinglg.jpg"></a> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="http://www.risingsunfarm.com/photos/sheep/rams_standinglg.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.risingsunfarm.com/photos/sheep/rams_standinglg.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div>Two EWEs to all the birthday people. Especially Timmy, Kathy, Dave and Terry!</div><div><a href="http://www.risingsunfarm.com/photos/sheep/rams_standinglg.jpg"></a> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="http://www.risingsunfarm.com/photos/sheep/rams_standinglg.jpg"></a> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div></div></div>dandjschochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00073802979482863763noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022583968231804346.post-41273018554575434382007-11-19T23:04:00.000-08:002007-11-19T23:48:02.908-08:00Rain<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJOrsMthZYmPu99AjPnDCvCAD-SA5PcPNzC64f42lhoxaCit89kLl5kI7zmcwTdy4o9hlMQD8BjkzJb9Z5-9Ulf-jqPONb0HBA11lKrbws6SfvH6UxU7Ptf851DxXyKkDJNux-fe-vGjQP/s1600-h/DSCN1124.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134816614143803426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJOrsMthZYmPu99AjPnDCvCAD-SA5PcPNzC64f42lhoxaCit89kLl5kI7zmcwTdy4o9hlMQD8BjkzJb9Z5-9Ulf-jqPONb0HBA11lKrbws6SfvH6UxU7Ptf851DxXyKkDJNux-fe-vGjQP/s200/DSCN1124.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />The rain rain rain came down down down and washed away poor kidlets. It has been a week of rain and about five of the shacks of people we know were flooded. One woman told us she woke in the night to find her children crying while floating on their mattress towards door. We decided that we needed to do something, though our resources were limited. Dave got together with a friend and set out to find sand bags. Can you believe it, there are no sand bags in Albania! Dave tried the Red Cross, European Union help organizations and every other help organization that we could think of. No luck on any of them. Finally, they came up with the idea of using flour sacks.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134819564786335826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisomS5rdQ2ugE30GFqoPMntU56SdS3Dzfg0jjPPkRnbRKu7_pSkBHMcRDNJJRy-mF7oioSuWpxLnGMTyr31dIL9YD51VRwkTMnrpofL951ikc-Kdm3fJuf9_UQYmbAgQWerPM8N45c7juh/s200/DSCN1107.JPG" width="157" border="0" />You should have seen him covered in flour from the 200 used sacks he had gathered. Unfortunately there was no camera handy. A local church heard a rumor of what was going on and offered to finance the bags and materials and helped with the bagging.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdMpRRowaSQupePSX9ueh3FhW-GuSZ6QFtKeFVahM89YhqAOgECIwGI8EH0YXSNMg8RJlYqGem3pIKHMGWweykB9SXa6tZb7FdO-qis5H7OQXR-kf6rJVSCMK6fQU3NXAObfcyJmpB-Sbx/s1600-h/DSCN1103.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134818645663334466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdMpRRowaSQupePSX9ueh3FhW-GuSZ6QFtKeFVahM89YhqAOgECIwGI8EH0YXSNMg8RJlYqGem3pIKHMGWweykB9SXa6tZb7FdO-qis5H7OQXR-kf6rJVSCMK6fQU3NXAObfcyJmpB-Sbx/s200/DSCN1103.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br />So after two days of foot work, getting everything together, and a full day of hard labor in calf depth sticky mud...<br /><br /><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdMpRRowaSQupePSX9ueh3FhW-GuSZ6QFtKeFVahM89YhqAOgECIwGI8EH0YXSNMg8RJlYqGem3pIKHMGWweykB9SXa6tZb7FdO-qis5H7OQXR-kf6rJVSCMK6fQU3NXAObfcyJmpB-Sbx/s1600-h/DSCN1103.JPG"></a></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJOrsMthZYmPu99AjPnDCvCAD-SA5PcPNzC64f42lhoxaCit89kLl5kI7zmcwTdy4o9hlMQD8BjkzJb9Z5-9Ulf-jqPONb0HBA11lKrbws6SfvH6UxU7Ptf851DxXyKkDJNux-fe-vGjQP/s1600-h/DSCN1124.JPG"></a></div><br /><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQvrx0l-ZpbNaCZUx-bw0Rw0_3bn7JFLLR28iOffIQ3QDJtP0n3DOO3c-lErgcAmYI3yiG8WP5ddb1sW_2QKdF8VHNHTCofhjbedfPPelbPa8tp8TDTIkYPI3_E6bc5QtW3CZJTO981m8g/s1600-h/DSCN1116.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134817666410790962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQvrx0l-ZpbNaCZUx-bw0Rw0_3bn7JFLLR28iOffIQ3QDJtP0n3DOO3c-lErgcAmYI3yiG8WP5ddb1sW_2QKdF8VHNHTCofhjbedfPPelbPa8tp8TDTIkYPI3_E6bc5QtW3CZJTO981m8g/s200/DSCN1116.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdMpRRowaSQupePSX9ueh3FhW-GuSZ6QFtKeFVahM89YhqAOgECIwGI8EH0YXSNMg8RJlYqGem3pIKHMGWweykB9SXa6tZb7FdO-qis5H7OQXR-kf6rJVSCMK6fQU3NXAObfcyJmpB-Sbx/s1600-h/DSCN1103.JPG"></a></div><br /><br /><div></div>...a sandbag....oops, flour bag wall was created around five homes. Sadly it's not really enough and their yards and the inside of their shacks are still covered in mud, but perhaps they will be able to sleep without the fear that the river will carry away their children.<br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuc5XZj-Ga6j_mve9D8T8MPGi3O3MrUUFAh7MH3DGaycrSh5Xo-lzbH7E0ANBORfOrxCQ5grz_TNd83WbTPAVpA9J_swreE2ayVtofAZrS0TY-VksB1sIwRzHzzrYR9uizrTtNcLVm0K05/s1600-h/DSCN1117.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134821948493185122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuc5XZj-Ga6j_mve9D8T8MPGi3O3MrUUFAh7MH3DGaycrSh5Xo-lzbH7E0ANBORfOrxCQ5grz_TNd83WbTPAVpA9J_swreE2ayVtofAZrS0TY-VksB1sIwRzHzzrYR9uizrTtNcLVm0K05/s200/DSCN1117.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdMpRRowaSQupePSX9ueh3FhW-GuSZ6QFtKeFVahM89YhqAOgECIwGI8EH0YXSNMg8RJlYqGem3pIKHMGWweykB9SXa6tZb7FdO-qis5H7OQXR-kf6rJVSCMK6fQU3NXAObfcyJmpB-Sbx/s1600-h/DSCN1103.JPG"></a></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJOrsMthZYmPu99AjPnDCvCAD-SA5PcPNzC64f42lhoxaCit89kLl5kI7zmcwTdy4o9hlMQD8BjkzJb9Z5-9Ulf-jqPONb0HBA11lKrbws6SfvH6UxU7Ptf851DxXyKkDJNux-fe-vGjQP/s1600-h/DSCN1124.JPG"></a></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdMpRRowaSQupePSX9ueh3FhW-GuSZ6QFtKeFVahM89YhqAOgECIwGI8EH0YXSNMg8RJlYqGem3pIKHMGWweykB9SXa6tZb7FdO-qis5H7OQXR-kf6rJVSCMK6fQU3NXAObfcyJmpB-Sbx/s1600-h/DSCN1103.JPG"></a></div>For the moment there are smiles even in the midst of hardship.<br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div>dandjschochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00073802979482863763noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022583968231804346.post-36708241673281972007-11-11T23:07:00.000-08:002007-11-13T23:46:48.890-08:00coffee<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCQc0koxbEt1wm96A2n7XDk3Ur6lgjGf9s8pUvyxM9dsCCND4LQN3qmLS9TIUy-S4BT2EQ6Zl_sJR2fNiEIMT2OXVk7x5RANVe17349IDW4hT3mfSqr1ZtT8Tnlg_8lu2ILSteojNJftSN/s1600-h/Espresso-roasted_coffee_beans%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131848772224067810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCQc0koxbEt1wm96A2n7XDk3Ur6lgjGf9s8pUvyxM9dsCCND4LQN3qmLS9TIUy-S4BT2EQ6Zl_sJR2fNiEIMT2OXVk7x5RANVe17349IDW4hT3mfSqr1ZtT8Tnlg_8lu2ILSteojNJftSN/s200/Espresso-roasted_coffee_beans%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Those lovely dark beans, to die for. <br /><br />The ritual of coffee drinking here in Albania is an old one. 500 years of Ottoman rule has left it's mark. Here, drinking nuclear powered cups of pure caffeine is more than just drinking coffee, it means relationship, friendship, connection. <br /><br /><br /><br />First there are the beans, but beans must be ground. Not the rough grind that we can get in the States, but like fine talcum powder. Through the centuries the muliri, or coffee grinder, has been used for this purpose. Generations of kids grinding away as their mothers ponder the questions of the universe and what they are going to make for lunch.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw0wfENbjlxEr6JsYknO4hdxdu14UMP_azI7rleLvO5k1KSjpDjcFPHcLQ1Ug3Tp5Qw6izkEE58bRybkyjaioKUmzrdwfBb6T089ZWVOJKYjk-bpKlvUnm7N9Bb4gvYAwm981zfumalKya/s1600-h/event_272093%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131849218900666610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw0wfENbjlxEr6JsYknO4hdxdu14UMP_azI7rleLvO5k1KSjpDjcFPHcLQ1Ug3Tp5Qw6izkEE58bRybkyjaioKUmzrdwfBb6T089ZWVOJKYjk-bpKlvUnm7N9Bb4gvYAwm981zfumalKya/s200/event_272093%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a>After the grinding, the process of the brewing can begin. You will need a xhezve, a small cooking "pot". They come in a variety of sizes and materials from the beaten copper one shown here, to practical everyday kind.<br /><br /><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikHcLTQM7htucp4ztm3NGsxPm6PMAZEO1QsMIFTP2lWfLNsLSpJhgvCP7GsMJci-fxvpP5X1MiawPpcljfEI3DvQqQU6zNsmgHsckex2DwdnwZo0dnd0d3X2yh_1NDCaG0yDAbDhTwbwJz/s1600-h/turkish_coffee_set_br_ara%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131850558930463026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikHcLTQM7htucp4ztm3NGsxPm6PMAZEO1QsMIFTP2lWfLNsLSpJhgvCP7GsMJci-fxvpP5X1MiawPpcljfEI3DvQqQU6zNsmgHsckex2DwdnwZo0dnd0d3X2yh_1NDCaG0yDAbDhTwbwJz/s200/turkish_coffee_set_br_ara%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a>Fill the xhezve with enough water for however many demitasse cups you are planning to make. Add a coffee spoon of sugar for each cup. Boil the water and the sugar and remove from the heat. Add and stir one heaping coffee spoon full of the coffee powder for each cup. In some countries they add cardamon and orange blossom water. Here in Albania we just drink the pure stuff. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbnWiZ7HST2NjjrNrher5KuFMSPRmk_-7eqbXv6hOYYIo8UUvbYhEzQ8Ee2hmL5q2Ukw7U-Wp_Qj10eaql6bmQN5Z8t4cuDlbeMT99v3-n7Txyelf1C7PkVbpYQEpBxVx8neUR3RjZ-aWH/s1600-h/ist2_1293571_turkish_coffee_pot%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131849884620597506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbnWiZ7HST2NjjrNrher5KuFMSPRmk_-7eqbXv6hOYYIo8UUvbYhEzQ8Ee2hmL5q2Ukw7U-Wp_Qj10eaql6bmQN5Z8t4cuDlbeMT99v3-n7Txyelf1C7PkVbpYQEpBxVx8neUR3RjZ-aWH/s200/ist2_1293571_turkish_coffee_pot%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Put the xhezve back on the heat and let it begin to froth up. This is the delicate part. If you don't leave it long enough you won't get the foam. If you leave it too long you won't get the foam. A coffee without the foam, or cream as they call it here, just isn't coffee. So you leave the coffee on the heat just long enough for the foam to form, but take it off before it boils.<br /><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnH44H_DYDYWWT-g9lxe5tA9kU9IQr-URzU_J4p3KwSRZ21us58dkrDY0qnGZOePybAMmSy7cfsXCY2JO2GLcz__dheSqoqEVIryk_gKAmFDf4qK8vvcO3MYB5M_r2mAlhY2UqEirM2UQN/s1600-h/l%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131850382836803874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnH44H_DYDYWWT-g9lxe5tA9kU9IQr-URzU_J4p3KwSRZ21us58dkrDY0qnGZOePybAMmSy7cfsXCY2JO2GLcz__dheSqoqEVIryk_gKAmFDf4qK8vvcO3MYB5M_r2mAlhY2UqEirM2UQN/s200/l%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Gently pour out the coffee, sharing it out in turns if there is more than one cup. </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3leAz03TnreNyhcdL3JpKvlWBv9G22CMhSxTFn758QDbPGAeMT6JLPCO0kt8jsbkyt6wMzbilFSnBE3kEwZv39URNi3bHGGHx4OiR0PNweB-OOFPW6Cmcte4derqsVZJRrfGLlgjuJGEk/s1600-h/fortune-cup%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131850082189093138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3leAz03TnreNyhcdL3JpKvlWBv9G22CMhSxTFn758QDbPGAeMT6JLPCO0kt8jsbkyt6wMzbilFSnBE3kEwZv39URNi3bHGGHx4OiR0PNweB-OOFPW6Cmcte4derqsVZJRrfGLlgjuJGEk/s200/fortune-cup%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I'll never forget my first experience of drinking Turkish coffee. The taste was exquisite, but that last sip was a loo loo. What nobody had informed me of was that the last fourth of the cup was filled with coffee grounds. That was an eye-opener.</div><div> </div><div>Everything for the Albanian people revolves around relationship. Their lives depends on it. Everything here is boiled down to who you know. The ritual of coffee is one of the more important rituals cementing the society together. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>dandjschochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00073802979482863763noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022583968231804346.post-31190545705419158972007-10-22T09:24:00.000-07:002007-10-24T00:26:11.918-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbrkH_IaxtXCkpqezyVGa8ez1vI3AEcSjygdzulED2OzM1fbgM61r8XpGWXtu4MJOs8y1jZRC2sQGx-LnrqquzcPYjePJXVC6WrRbQAzO11lfWHOlQ7E_CyeBgTx2V_zKMd8HU2nhcFuQK/s1600-h/059+Roma+child.BMP"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124786160720463426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbrkH_IaxtXCkpqezyVGa8ez1vI3AEcSjygdzulED2OzM1fbgM61r8XpGWXtu4MJOs8y1jZRC2sQGx-LnrqquzcPYjePJXVC6WrRbQAzO11lfWHOlQ7E_CyeBgTx2V_zKMd8HU2nhcFuQK/s200/059+Roma+child.BMP" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br />My son, Timmy, was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">lamenting</span> the fact that he didn't have a bicycle the other day. When I reminded him of the fact that if he had one all of the neighborhood kids would all be asking to ride it or trying to take it from him, he got this resigned look in his eye and said, "I guess I really don't want one after all." It's hard to have things in an area where other people don't. </div><br /><div>This made me think of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Nene</span> Teresa, ethnically Albanian though born in Macedonia. She, like all of those in her order, took a vow of poverty. While very noble, I think it very practical as well. If you are inspired to help the poor, and believe that the best way to help is to live in their community, it is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">truly</span> uncomfortable to enjoy your "riches". I say riches <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">loosely</span>, as <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">luxury</span> is in many cases in the eye of the beholder. What seems like necessity to one may be a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">luxury</span> for another. </div><br /><div>Not only would it be in some ways more comfortable to take up a vow of poverty, but then when everyone asks you for money you can say in perfect sincerity, "I don't have it to give you but I can help you rebuild your house with my time and effort".<br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidX5oJzugDT7_ogyX63CFMbxZehfJA1VR_5cpbKtnY8QGGS5PPdjr7D2wT-AlzQkASU-Nt8q4B-5dk2cZmuIpNnWx4OrYp-41fBVEInoU34eh3Pf-VSMQKcRSxvr5o89dK3fjA5yfPica0/s1600-h/025+kids+in+broken+car.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124202891276764722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidX5oJzugDT7_ogyX63CFMbxZehfJA1VR_5cpbKtnY8QGGS5PPdjr7D2wT-AlzQkASU-Nt8q4B-5dk2cZmuIpNnWx4OrYp-41fBVEInoU34eh3Pf-VSMQKcRSxvr5o89dK3fjA5yfPica0/s200/025+kids+in+broken+car.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />All I can say is that it's not easy being a have living <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">among</span> have <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">nots</span>. It's a tension that is with you every day and with everyone that you interact with, like standing on your toes all day.</div>dandjschochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00073802979482863763noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022583968231804346.post-45860965127010731162007-10-11T22:54:00.000-07:002007-10-13T02:48:29.587-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL8MVmt7LTRK8F7rIwseCUZ2r6NgXrKf88KBdSeszeFy_ZQFMx5Yk1chbqXsBSBslwg1gGp7mCY6ff8Y0cmu63LRqjuVS2xsRJZrgkG94ruCJax8ExhoPt5ktJVXdghG0jZxoVl8l5I4ec/s1600-h/DSCN1036.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120326829321012770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL8MVmt7LTRK8F7rIwseCUZ2r6NgXrKf88KBdSeszeFy_ZQFMx5Yk1chbqXsBSBslwg1gGp7mCY6ff8Y0cmu63LRqjuVS2xsRJZrgkG94ruCJax8ExhoPt5ktJVXdghG0jZxoVl8l5I4ec/s200/DSCN1036.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmKhB4sTjMZ5VKPEKON27NWU7iCdSJq_pU3cK5IdHsX_hiiHMcb820inIiG2m5bEbQNgBneOBmNPaC3xR-Du6LNrJsApztQzChLmGv1crBC8DPOjBwWIUxUbC1eqx6rfG1cvmctiYQ2AWT/s1600-h/DSCN1031.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120325351852262914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmKhB4sTjMZ5VKPEKON27NWU7iCdSJq_pU3cK5IdHsX_hiiHMcb820inIiG2m5bEbQNgBneOBmNPaC3xR-Du6LNrJsApztQzChLmGv1crBC8DPOjBwWIUxUbC1eqx6rfG1cvmctiYQ2AWT/s200/DSCN1031.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-BQgsI0LLIBQMc8SjlhyphenhyphendvJlgW4aIZkrZPMbpjhPwleQTKvIIDv-5xj4U7mASS6uqAbtDoVT8YEQdoMmYW7JdFBt-038V-yN9ZVzP61Mx6cT7Fp5BIVL_3Zw7suwZNSxN4WVlYm8R-crZ/s1600-h/DSCN1033.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120326159306114578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-BQgsI0LLIBQMc8SjlhyphenhyphendvJlgW4aIZkrZPMbpjhPwleQTKvIIDv-5xj4U7mASS6uqAbtDoVT8YEQdoMmYW7JdFBt-038V-yN9ZVzP61Mx6cT7Fp5BIVL_3Zw7suwZNSxN4WVlYm8R-crZ/s200/DSCN1033.JPG" border="0" /></a> The grape stomping gang<br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>dandjschochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00073802979482863763noreply@blogger.com2