tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79220396623387065142011-10-18T05:37:35.599-07:00sebtikhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740226323029020842noreply@blogger.comBlogger221100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922039662338706514.post-10158190351691029802011-07-29T09:29:00.000-07:002011-07-29T09:43:30.501-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ETgnxx3O9iI/TjLg3FxbTwI/AAAAAAAAAgo/LCV2WUvPg3k/s1600/Pacque02Small.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634813320840826626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ETgnxx3O9iI/TjLg3FxbTwI/AAAAAAAAAgo/LCV2WUvPg3k/s320/Pacque02Small.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634813197249491250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Laa8lqXNhc/TjLgv5W9MTI/AAAAAAAAAgg/b9OmqHxXnRI/s320/Pacque01Small.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GC73822Qysc/TjLgnTfp25I/AAAAAAAAAgY/06KwtJR6l3Q/s1600/Pacque03Small.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634813049646472082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GC73822Qysc/TjLgnTfp25I/AAAAAAAAAgY/06KwtJR6l3Q/s320/Pacque03Small.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iTIyxm8O7v0/TjLge9pw35I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Rhwg3KNqhgY/s1600/Pacque04Small.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634812906344341394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iTIyxm8O7v0/TjLge9pw35I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Rhwg3KNqhgY/s320/Pacque04Small.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>Réouverture de mes carnets et bouffée de souvenirs de mon escale Pascuane l'année dernière.</div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922039662338706514-1015819035169102980?l=nojokh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sebtikhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740226323029020842noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922039662338706514.post-89820866374932918272009-11-29T15:00:00.001-08:002009-11-29T15:09:05.430-08:00Mel et moi en mode vacance...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SxL9kXBtItI/AAAAAAAAAcc/I9N3sxrFVqo/s1600/nous2.jpg"> <img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SxL9kXBtItI/AAAAAAAAAcc/I9N3sxrFVqo/s320/nous2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409664903523672786" border="0" /></a><br />Une des nombreuses églises qui longent la grande plage d'Ouvéa.<br />Pratique quand le soleil commence à taper de pouvoir trouver de l'ombre...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SxL9PiYhUdI/AAAAAAAAAcU/t3XfZMo2a6E/s1600/EgliseOuvea.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SxL9PiYhUdI/AAAAAAAAAcU/t3XfZMo2a6E/s320/EgliseOuvea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409664545794904530" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922039662338706514-8982086637493291827?l=nojokh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sebtikhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740226323029020842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922039662338706514.post-26044542818956615322009-09-07T20:26:00.001-07:002009-09-07T20:44:04.376-07:00En juillet, était organisée par la province des îles et la médiathèque de Lifou, la fête du livre et des moyens d'amener les enfants à la lecture.<br />J'étais invité dans le cadre de mon boulot sur "D'après vous", notre mini-série qui remporte ici un succès au delà de nos espérance....<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SqXP7-6AQQI/AAAAAAAAAbE/eMgX72Rw2Mw/s1600-h/carnetlifou.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 141px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SqXP7-6AQQI/AAAAAAAAAbE/eMgX72Rw2Mw/s320/carnetlifou.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378933959369441538" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SqXP2vSuY9I/AAAAAAAAAa8/Gb9MrbJ-Qo8/s1600-h/carnetlifou0001.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 169px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SqXP2vSuY9I/AAAAAAAAAa8/Gb9MrbJ-Qo8/s320/carnetlifou0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378933869278815186" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SqXPxPz9wyI/AAAAAAAAAa0/tTI_0wCOuWU/s1600-h/carnetlifou0002.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SqXPxPz9wyI/AAAAAAAAAa0/tTI_0wCOuWU/s320/carnetlifou0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378933774928954146" border="0" /></a><br />A l'arrivée des auteurs et artistes, le pasteur Lax nous accueil pour la coutume de bienvenue.<br />Echange de Manous, de tabac et de statues... et paroles bienveillantes.<br />Une ribambelle de gamins nous interprète un Pilou...<br />Merveilleux!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SqXPrGAI4xI/AAAAAAAAAas/qP-93YH7YNM/s1600-h/carnetlifou0003.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SqXPrGAI4xI/AAAAAAAAAas/qP-93YH7YNM/s320/carnetlifou0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378933669216445202" border="0" /></a><br />Avec Adrien, nous recevons les enfants par demi classe pour expliquer comment on fait un dessin animé. Des yeux qui brillent, des sourires accrochés aux oreilles.<br />La plupart pensait que tout était fait en France.<br />Après quelques dessins au tableau, il commence à y croire.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SqXPjuaC9XI/AAAAAAAAAak/4gKNPtyRstE/s1600-h/carnetlifou0004.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SqXPjuaC9XI/AAAAAAAAAak/4gKNPtyRstE/s320/carnetlifou0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378933542623573362" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SqXPYinqqnI/AAAAAAAAAac/7KhTuwfSSps/s1600-h/carnetlifou0005.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SqXPYinqqnI/AAAAAAAAAac/7KhTuwfSSps/s320/carnetlifou0005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378933350480915058" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SqXPPcjEpHI/AAAAAAAAAaU/WuLGIfiQjWc/s1600-h/carnetlifou0006.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 177px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SqXPPcjEpHI/AAAAAAAAAaU/WuLGIfiQjWc/s320/carnetlifou0006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378933194232210546" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922039662338706514-2604454281895661532?l=nojokh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sebtikhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740226323029020842noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922039662338706514.post-89030347960009923952009-01-19T17:51:00.000-08:002009-01-19T17:59:08.829-08:00Une après midi sur le sable brûlant de l'îlot maître. Mel s'endort en écoutant ronronner le ventilateur. La moustiquaire bas des ailes...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SXUu032dvwI/AAAAAAAAASg/rpVRlPLQlHw/s1600-h/mel.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SXUu032dvwI/AAAAAAAAASg/rpVRlPLQlHw/s320/mel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293188422924353282" border="0" /></a><br />Moi j'essaie de me reconnaître dans le petit miroir au dessus de l'evier...Pas facile...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SXUvXA4JLMI/AAAAAAAAASo/p1Yx-G40hPU/s1600-h/seb.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SXUvXA4JLMI/AAAAAAAAASo/p1Yx-G40hPU/s320/seb.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293189009462865090" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Dehors, le soleil lâche l'affaire et va faire trempette.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SXUvtCQpCXI/AAAAAAAAASw/zf5nkUrlytA/s1600-h/couche.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SXUvtCQpCXI/AAAAAAAAASw/zf5nkUrlytA/s320/couche.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293189387791174002" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922039662338706514-8903034796000992395?l=nojokh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sebtikhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740226323029020842noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922039662338706514.post-42265396775191000362008-11-25T15:08:00.001-08:002008-11-30T12:48:46.063-08:00<span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;">Le texte offficiel de la dictée que je leur ai donné était:<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span>"L</span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span>e loup habite dans la forêt. Le chaperon rouge va voir sa grand-mère. Le méchant loup frappe à la porte de la grand-mère. Elle ouvre la porte et se fait dévorer. Plus tard, un chasseur viens la sauver."</span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:0;"><br /></span>Je sais, c'est pas terrible, mais en CE1, il faut y aller mollo.<br />Et ces petits monstres ont fait ça. J'ai ramassé les copies et je me suis bien marré.<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" >(après j'ai fait atelier dessin, et ils mont adoré!)</span><br /><br /><a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SSyGQv2crAI/AAAAAAAAARI/49k1BjxmDlQ/s1600-h/laDictee.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272736886024875010" style="width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 118px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SSyGQv2crAI/AAAAAAAAARI/49k1BjxmDlQ/s320/laDictee.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922039662338706514-4226539677519100036?l=nojokh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sebtikhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740226323029020842noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922039662338706514.post-11541560628551617842008-11-25T14:48:00.000-08:002008-11-25T15:08:07.371-08:00<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span>Mon baptême de maternelle à la Foa. Un peu la trouille, mais ça s'est très bien passé. Dessin, chant, et contines. L'après midi, record du monde de la sieste, jusqu'à la récrée sauf quelques uns qui sont restés avec moi. Le goûter, l'heure des maman et voilà.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SSyBCE1eMpI/AAAAAAAAAQw/2fSaVpWKEtU/s1600-h/maternelle.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 118px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SSyBCE1eMpI/AAAAAAAAAQw/2fSaVpWKEtU/s320/maternelle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272731136401748626" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922039662338706514-1154156062855161784?l=nojokh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sebtikhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740226323029020842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922039662338706514.post-27809034473468016332008-11-16T18:08:00.000-08:002008-11-16T18:21:02.234-08:00Après un mois passé à l'auberge de Nouméa, on a bien compris que se loger ici coûte une fortune. On se dit que de louer un bateau-maison pourrait être la solution. On passe une annonce dans le journal...et rien. On parle de notre idée à droite, à gauche (surtout à gauche) et un ami du cousin de la copine du beau-frère d'un mec super sympa qui connait d'autres gens dont les parents repartent plus tôt que prévu, ont justement un bateau vide: Bilbo.<br />On rencontre les propriétaires, de jeunes parents très sympa et nous voilà installé.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SSDSexwvZII/AAAAAAAAAQo/bhUHlpCYMaY/s1600-h/BilboExt.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 118px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SSDSexwvZII/AAAAAAAAAQo/bhUHlpCYMaY/s320/BilboExt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269442990219158658" border="0" /></a><br />Dans le ventre de Bilbo, Mel squatte la couchette. Une nouvelle vie au raz des flots.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SSDSXmCnpqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/vh5aYaoBC0Q/s1600-h/BilboInt.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 118px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SSDSXmCnpqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/vh5aYaoBC0Q/s320/BilboInt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269442866813839010" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922039662338706514-2780903447346801633?l=nojokh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sebtikhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740226323029020842noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922039662338706514.post-35574337632532427672008-11-16T18:04:00.000-08:002008-11-16T18:08:40.690-08:00Un dimanche matin, près des marchands de légumes du marché de Nouméa. Une musique endiablée nous distrait de nos courses...ça pète le feu! On mangera des nouilles, tant pis.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SSDRTrvQSBI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dtiioqaxdlY/s1600-h/sgroupewawa.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SSDRTrvQSBI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dtiioqaxdlY/s320/sgroupewawa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269441700112123922" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922039662338706514-3557433763253242767?l=nojokh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sebtikhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740226323029020842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922039662338706514.post-29138272043426450412008-11-16T18:01:00.001-08:002008-11-16T18:03:33.131-08:00Sur la côte Est, direction Thio mission.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SSDQr9tr4HI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/lJ9AJMQlqw0/s1600-h/sthio01.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 118px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SSDQr9tr4HI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/lJ9AJMQlqw0/s320/sthio01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269441017742614642" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SSDQkt93ubI/AAAAAAAAAQI/kbo7qkRZL-E/s1600-h/sthio02.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 118px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SSDQkt93ubI/AAAAAAAAAQI/kbo7qkRZL-E/s320/sthio02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269440893256448434" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922039662338706514-2913827204342645041?l=nojokh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sebtikhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740226323029020842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922039662338706514.post-25325220310885198362008-11-16T17:56:00.000-08:002008-11-16T18:00:50.133-08:00A proximité de Bourail, à 2h de bagnole de Nouméa. Un des sites célèbre de calédonnie s'est effondré il y a peu: deuil national.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SSDPhwFWNrI/AAAAAAAAAQA/pHRNtydAXfI/s1600-h/srochepercee.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 118px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SSDPhwFWNrI/AAAAAAAAAQA/pHRNtydAXfI/s320/srochepercee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269439742773442226" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922039662338706514-2532522031088519836?l=nojokh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sebtikhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740226323029020842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922039662338706514.post-41431772047483639972008-11-16T17:52:00.000-08:002008-11-16T17:56:30.064-08:00Premier vrai moment de rêverie en arrivant sur le caillou. Mon premier jour d'hiver dans les tropique. Il doit faire 25° et tout est neuf à mon oeil. Au fond, c'est l'océan pacifique.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SSDOsIlPX2I/AAAAAAAAAP4/st3dIwboOy4/s1600-h/svueAuberge.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 118px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SSDOsIlPX2I/AAAAAAAAAP4/st3dIwboOy4/s320/svueAuberge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269438821636726626" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922039662338706514-4143177204748363997?l=nojokh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sebtikhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740226323029020842noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922039662338706514.post-64945867223568160812008-11-05T19:57:00.000-08:002008-11-05T20:12:47.133-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SRJuCYFud7I/AAAAAAAAAPo/FRNiFyIWjOE/s1600-h/4_SYDNEY++AIRPORT.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SRJuCYFud7I/AAAAAAAAAPo/FRNiFyIWjOE/s320/4_SYDNEY++AIRPORT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265391901454792626" border="0" /></a><br />Vue par la baie vitrée du Sydney airport. Les yeux qui collent de la nuit blanche et l'estomac qui n'a pas compris ce qu'était un mac morning et qui essaie de s'en débarrasser.<br />.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SRJsmmwPa4I/AAAAAAAAAPg/vMN4hSQjv5I/s1600-h/3_DIRECTION+HK2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SRJsmmwPa4I/AAAAAAAAAPg/vMN4hSQjv5I/s320/3_DIRECTION+HK2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265390324843244418" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SRJsM8Ld8SI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/4sTWxY-68KQ/s1600-h/2_DIRECTION+HK1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SRJsM8Ld8SI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/4sTWxY-68KQ/s320/2_DIRECTION+HK1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265389883917988130" border="0" /></a><br />Dans ma tête, les idées turbines autant que l'air dans les turbines du réacteur.<br />Tout autour ça compte et recompte les cadeaux qu'on s'est fait en Europe. Je remarque beaucoup de sac vuitton. Le péché mignon des asiatique. ça et le lido.<br /><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922039662338706514-6494586722356816081?l=nojokh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sebtikhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740226323029020842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922039662338706514.post-24165061470474028792008-10-09T23:42:00.000-07:002008-10-09T23:50:50.835-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SO77PnwHutI/AAAAAAAAAOw/aFCAx-LVNr0/s1600-h/EnAttendantRaf.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SO77PnwHutI/AAAAAAAAAOw/aFCAx-LVNr0/s320/EnAttendantRaf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255414060975373010" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SO75neV4CaI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xiKSMiLIZTE/s1600-h/OiseauJaune.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SO75neV4CaI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xiKSMiLIZTE/s320/OiseauJaune.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255412271742978466" border="0" /></a><br />Un oiseau jaune s'est posé sur la plage à Dinard. Je préfère ça aux cormorans mazoutés d' il y a quelques années. Dans le fond, il y a cette silhouette si familière et si rassurante qui se mire dans la vase.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922039662338706514-2416506147047402879?l=nojokh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sebtikhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740226323029020842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922039662338706514.post-80319549429147015312008-10-09T23:37:00.001-07:002008-10-09T23:42:25.944-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SO74b3qOXdI/AAAAAAAAAOg/LWXw2dxrCgw/s1600-h/StEnogat.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SO74b3qOXdI/AAAAAAAAAOg/LWXw2dxrCgw/s320/StEnogat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255410972869156306" border="0" /></a><br />Le retour au gris et à l'air salin est un bonheur. Même si de mémoire de niçois, cette année a été la plus pourris depuis la chute de Rome, il ne savent pas faire le p'tit crachin! Ni le beurre salé d'ailleurs.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922039662338706514-8031954942914701531?l=nojokh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sebtikhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740226323029020842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922039662338706514.post-8143408930624866872008-10-09T23:31:00.000-07:002008-10-09T23:36:36.969-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SO7345YRGDI/AAAAAAAAAOY/J6rUtdxzeDc/s1600-h/eglise-bazouge.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SO7345YRGDI/AAAAAAAAAOY/J6rUtdxzeDc/s320/eglise-bazouge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255410372035287090" border="0" /></a><br />A notre retour de Nice, nous nous sommes installés dans la campagne rennaise. Des verts, des vieilles pierres à la mode bretonne. Il faut reconnaître que je n'étais pas fâché de retrouver de l'ardoise, du granite et des marées... La mediterranée, c'est une bassine scultée, en tout cas côté français.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922039662338706514-814340893062486687?l=nojokh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sebtikhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740226323029020842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922039662338706514.post-10453133752118745652008-09-08T18:08:00.000-07:002008-09-08T18:12:19.366-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SMXMzQjctZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/IB_TkxQ55kY/s1600-h/sChapelle.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243822522131854738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SMXMzQjctZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/IB_TkxQ55kY/s320/sChapelle.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>En rentrant sur Nice par les Baux de Provence, la route nous mène vers une chapelle. Du 12e siècle. En regardant bien, on pourrait y découvrir le Graal.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922039662338706514-1045313375211874565?l=nojokh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sebtikhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740226323029020842noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922039662338706514.post-15714960854181616172008-09-08T18:04:00.000-07:002008-09-08T18:08:44.727-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SMXL2Eh4O7I/AAAAAAAAAKs/iAjV_wfBdd0/s1600-h/sAvignonPape.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243821470932024242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SMXL2Eh4O7I/AAAAAAAAAKs/iAjV_wfBdd0/s320/sAvignonPape.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>La veille au soir, Drucker avait squaté la place du palais pour un hommage discutable à Mireille Mathieu... Il avait invité Cali, pas de bol! On profite du retour du calme et du soleil.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922039662338706514-1571496085418161617?l=nojokh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sebtikhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740226323029020842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922039662338706514.post-71833685899309547832008-09-08T18:02:00.000-07:002008-09-08T18:04:14.251-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SMXLSzOeDNI/AAAAAAAAAKk/M1ca-ZZ_BKY/s1600-h/sGarrigues.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243820864991792338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SMXLSzOeDNI/AAAAAAAAAKk/M1ca-ZZ_BKY/s320/sGarrigues.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922039662338706514-7183368589930954783?l=nojokh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sebtikhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740226323029020842noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922039662338706514.post-68563470039549909892008-09-08T17:57:00.000-07:002008-09-08T18:02:00.907-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SMXKZUBL-xI/AAAAAAAAAKc/FSFWmgfJas0/s1600-h/sLittleRiyaly.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243819877362039570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SMXKZUBL-xI/AAAAAAAAAKc/FSFWmgfJas0/s320/sLittleRiyaly.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div align="justify">Un week-end à Florence. Un froid à décoller les ongles, mais une bonne inspiration pour la soirée...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922039662338706514-6856347003954990989?l=nojokh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sebtikhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740226323029020842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922039662338706514.post-4770365452344280382008-09-08T17:46:00.000-07:002008-09-08T17:54:44.954-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SMXI7_GcZTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/9sJi8bGhDBU/s1600-h/sTrainLerin.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243818274019108146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SMXI7_GcZTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/9sJi8bGhDBU/s320/sTrainLerin.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SMXH7kXPMYI/AAAAAAAAAKM/eVEaQkvEYx8/s1600-h/sNice.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243817167330161026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SMXH7kXPMYI/AAAAAAAAAKM/eVEaQkvEYx8/s320/sNice.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SMXHv-i3a4I/AAAAAAAAAKE/Lq9CeBR95wU/s1600-h/sTrainLerin.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922039662338706514-477036545234428038?l=nojokh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sebtikhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740226323029020842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922039662338706514.post-83490947651952045572008-09-08T17:39:00.000-07:002008-09-08T17:46:04.710-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SMXGeAgiERI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1wQxDPCbPEk/s1600-h/sEze.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243815559977636114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SMXGeAgiERI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1wQxDPCbPEk/s320/sEze.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SMXGHpIOsOI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/zf43QUZGcYY/s1600-h/sEze.jpg"></a>Sortie entre dessineux...Les tuiles de Eze... L'aquarelle sèche au soleil...<br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922039662338706514-8349094765195204557?l=nojokh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sebtikhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740226323029020842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922039662338706514.post-55620340690968057782008-09-08T17:30:00.000-07:002008-09-08T17:37:42.252-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SMXEPFGv_lI/AAAAAAAAAJs/0jLd48wiWVg/s1600-h/sCeriana.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243813104490380882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SMXEPFGv_lI/AAAAAAAAAJs/0jLd48wiWVg/s320/sCeriana.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SMXEEdz9zJI/AAAAAAAAAJk/uJeVNkhOitY/s1600-h/sCeriana2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243812922143919250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5WJ5RBSMCc/SMXEEdz9zJI/AAAAAAAAAJk/uJeVNkhOitY/s320/sCeriana2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922039662338706514-5562034069096805778?l=nojokh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sebtikhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740226323029020842noreply@blogger.com0