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Showing posts with label Eric Clapton. Show all posts
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Sunday, October 17, 2021

And Then It Hit Me

 Song - Autumn Leaves by Eric Clapton


BANG - It's Autumn!

 


 Some of the trees are just beginning to change color but then there are some like this maple in our front yard that are screaming fall.

 

 

 


 Our Strawberry Madrone is slowly curling off its old bark

 

 

 


And the acorns are dropping along our lane.....and when cars drive over them it sounds like popcorn!

 

And with a little luck, California might see some rain in the near future....

 

"And all at once, summer collapsed into fall." --Oscar Wilde

 

 

 

Wednesday, May 20, 2020

It's Alright

Song - Don't Think Twice, It's Alright by Bob Dylan & Eric Clapton




The guy in front of me at a Dylan concert in Berkeley

Right now we need to be thinking twice

and

I hope it's going to be alright!

Stay Safe Out There!!!



"Some people feel the rain. 
Others just get wet." 

--Bob Dylan

Saturday, June 16, 2018

To My Guys

Song - My Father's Eyes by Eric Clapton






Here's to two amazing fathers.....my dad Cal Crawford who worked hard for his family and around our home, and taught me tenderness and love and to use every tool in his workshop.....





And Mr. B.......the father of our three boys who taught them to have an impact in this world and to care with all of their hearts.


Thank you both for being a part of my life.



"A father is neither an anchor to hold us back, 
nor a sail to take us there, 
but a guiding light who's love shows us the way."  
-- Author Unknown

Wednesday, June 6, 2018

Returning to France - Day 13

Song - Moon River by Clapton & Beck




The morning began with the death of a croissant! 
It wasn't pretty but it was delicious.  




Then we were off to see the gardens of Villandry.




Beautiful as ever but they were kind of in between......the bulbs were mostly finished and they had just done some new plantings that hadn't begun to bloom. The "bones" of this amazing garden are still intact and beautiful.







As I walked around the greenhouse to take a peek inside I stumbled upon these little beauties growing wild along a stone wall.







We had lunch in the courtyard near the entrance to Villandry under large umbrellas.



Quiche and a salad for me and salad with prosciutto for Mr. B. 




We both decided that we were a little too tired to go to Chateau d'Usse (the sleeping beauty castle) and returned to our hotel in Chinon to rest.  I had been up coughing for the last five nights and had laryngitis. It's always best if the navigator on the trip and can't speak above a whisper! 




Later that night we dined outside at L'Entrepotes in Chinon.

While the service and food were delicious, they had AstroTurf on the ground and bright fuchsia colored pots scattered about as well as plastic table lamps.  But as night descended and several glasses of wine later.......I mellowed out!



Here is their wine list that they bring to your table!

I'm thinking I'll get over the fuchsia glasses as well.



Mr. B had a huge platter of salmon as a first course.



And prawns in a Provencal sauce for his main.



While I had a humongous plate of duck!




And an amazing chocolate cake.




The light from the moon guided us back home along the rivers edge.....




"I've never seen a moon in the sky that, 
if it didn't take my breath away, 
at least misplaced it for a moment."

-- Colin Farrell 


Tuesday, January 8, 2013

1513

Song - My Father's Eyes by Eric Clapton

As many of you know, I have been working on my family tree.  Mostly on my father's side as his ancestry is Scottish and English.  The Scottish kept terrible records as they were almost always fighting someone and I think they liked to fly a little "under the radar" as far as records were kept!

My dad's father was like that.  His name was John but his nickname was "Scotty" and he was a small but a fiesty man.

He called me "Lassie".....I just loved that!


John "Scotty" Crawford



On the other hand, the English kept wonderful records. 

They are so delightful in helping you with research as it is a passion with a lot of them.  And on the plus side - IT'S ENGLISH!  No translation!



Henry Gore and Sarah Routley Gore with my grandmother Violet


My mother's ancestry is another story....Italian, sometimes Austrian or German....what can I say but they could of cared less about registering a baby or two, unless it was through the church but most of those records were destroyed in WW I  or they are in some language that I can not understand because they are Northern Italians and the border kept changing with each war.


My maternal grandfather is the cute one on the far right - Arturo Giovianni Malacarne



In the 1500's  I had a grandmother (13th great grandmother to be exact - rather appropriate for this New Year) named Lady Margaret Erskine. She was married to Robert Douglas (my 13th great grandfather) in 1527 when she was 15 -17 years old. 

She became the mistress of James V of Scotland after only 3 years of marriage. (Dad, I hope you are not reading this?.....)




And bore him a son...


James Stewart (1531 – 1570)





(Long noses must run in our family or else that portrait painter should be fired!) 



I guess this is all okey dokey with the husband if your wife is the "chosen one".....but I haven't gotten  that far yet.  (Part II coming soon.....)

Apparently Margaret was a favorite of the King's and he was trying to work with the church to arrange a divorce so he could marry her.

"Through her liasion with the king, Margaret became the mother of James Stewart (1531 – 1570), first Earl of Moray, the half-brother to Queen Mary Stuart, and regent for James VI (I of England). She was not the king’s only mistress, but Margaret was his acknowledged favourite. After the birth of their son, King James had made enquiries concerning a papal dispensation which would enable him to marry Margaret, and make her his queen, thus legitimating their son and making him the heir (1536), but Lady Margaret having been a married woman at the time of her son’s birth rendered that solution impossible. Her son’s later legitimization (1551) was in regard only to inheritable property, and had nothing to do with rights to the succession."

Also one Great x ?? grandfather was the first commoner to play golf and several (well, quite a few actually were beheaded in the Tower of London)

Such is life in the early days.....one day you are playing a new game called golf and living in a castle and the next you are in the Tower.

Much better to be reading about it than actually living it!

The good part about all of this is that I am finally learning my Geography and History!



"Many miles away there's a shadow on the door of a cottage on the Shore of a dark Scottish lake." 
-- Walter Scott

Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Climbing Trees

Song - My Father's Eyes by Eric Clapton



I know I have been absent for awhile but I have found this new "obsession".

It is actually an old obsession that I just picked up again in the last few weeks.

When Mr. B and I were first married, I was fascinated to do some research on both of our family trees.  I interviewed all of the relatives and began combining notes and bits of papers with information written down. 

But back then everything was by "snail mail" and it would take forever to get birth certificates, census reports, etc.










Guess what?





You will be amazed........there is this new thing called "THE INTERNET"!!!









It is so incredible to find family members.....FAST!

The St. Paul - the ship my dad's family took from England to Canada






You can Google map homes your relatives lived in because their address is on the Census report or birth certificate.


My dad's parents lived here when he was born.


Or you can find photos of the church your grandparents were married in, or little country towns that they worked in the fields as farmers.


St. Jude's Church in Montreal, Canada where my dad's parents were married

Santa Maria in Cloz, Italy where my mothers family was from










































It is just absolutely amazing.



I think I have a tiny problem because I can't seem to stop....even for meals....Mr. B has to cook and clean and do the laundry now!

Crowcombe, Somerset, England where the family were farmers



You travel through different countries and history.


England

Census Report

 
Sometimes a little detective work is needed to make sure everything links up.





And sometimes it's difficult to decipher old handwriting. 





BUT.......sometimes there is a surprise in your tree......








This little guy with a smirk on his face is my dad.













This woman was his grandmother, Sarah.........






So even though the Crawford Castle is in ruins.....(sorry dad), we still can say that we spent a little time in 1474 building this......



Take a bow!


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