Holiday Traditions 12.23.23

2001 Snowman Ornament

The snowman collection continues…

Holiday Traditions 12.22.23

2001 Snowman

A number of the ornaments I received from Mom have a “snowman” theme – acquired during our first few years in Vermont where we were pretty much guaranteed a white Christmas! These adorable snowmen always featured some aspect of nature – usually adorned with birds or animals. 

Holiday Traditions 12.20.23

1988 Rocking Horse Ornament

The ornaments commemorating the First Christmas celebration for both of my sons are precious – one in the year 1988 and one in the year 1992! Adorable!

1992 Christmas Bear Ornament

When we still lived in Pennsylvania near Longwood Gardens, it was an annual tradition to visit the Christmas displays each year. I just recently came across this photo from 1998 – our last Christmas living in Pennsylvania – taken in the main conservatory room. 

One of my favorite pictures of these two!!

Le Puy Camino – via Podiensis: Saint-Côme d’Olt to Estaing

The many layers of Saint-Côme d’Olt
April 11, 2023

Today’s walk to the picturesque village of Estaing was by far my favorite day since the beginning of the journey. It would also prove to be the longest – clocking in at 21.5 kilometers. The weather started out cloudy with a threat of rain so we donned our rain gear and backpack rain fly at the onset.

Last night’s accommodation – L’ Antidote

It was a 2 km walk back to where we would pick up the GR65 just as it crosses the Lot River. Between Saint-Côme d’Olt and the next village, Espalion, there were 2 potential routes we could take. The traditional GR65 rises steeply above the Lot River to a high point where the statue “La Verge de Vernus” holds court over the valley. The variant route follows the elevation of the Lot River along a relatively flat section of trail and reunites with the GR65 just prior to entering Espalion. We decided since it will be a long day to take the variant pathway along the river.

Our walk towards the river and the GR65 offered up some final nice views of the church and architecture of the Saint-Côme d’Olt.

The twisted church spire in Saint-Côme d’Olt
Inviting walkway to gardens overlooking the Lot
Love the detail and architecture of this old building
Shutters, balconies, gates and vines! So typical of the façade of many buildings along our route…
And let’s not forget lace curtains everywhere!
And, after a short walk, we reach the bridge and the river…

To reach the river pathway to Espalion, we cross the bridge spanning the Lot River. It was an opportunity to take some photographs and look back towards Saint-Côme d’Olt.

Saint-Côme d’Olt and the River Lot
Susan crossing over the bridge…

As we were crossing the bridge, I noticed an organized campground below the bridge on the banks of the river. I’ve not seen many campgrounds along our route.

Campground on the Lot River
One last look back…
View from the Cross on the bridge
Cross on the bridge…

It is a 6 kilometer walk “par la rive du Lot” to Espalion from Saint-Côme d’Olt and Susan and I decided to walk together until reaching Espalion. We planned to grab a snack in Espalion and something to add to our pack for lunch.

The walk along the river was nice and I’m glad we made the decision to take the more relaxing alternate “chemin.”

The combination of the architectural elements of brick, stone, slate and wood – along with the colorful display of tulips – caught my eye!

We stopped by the above home to readjust our packs and take a break halfway to Espalion. On the rich river bottom land, it was also encouraging to see someone starting to get their garden ready for spring planting!

Working the soil…

We arrived on the outskirts of Espalion in no time at all and followed the GR65 to the center of town.

Examining the directional signs!

At the juncture above, we veered right through a sports complex which then led to a riverside walk through an urban park. The pathway through the park along the Lot River was lined with enormous sycamore trees and embellished with some unique artwork.

Susan up ahead…
“Window” sculpture
More art – and so nice to see the daffodils and pansies!
Hommage aux Batisseurs – Tribute to Builders

The above statue of a stone mason honors all the people who, over the ages, contributed to the “architectural, civic and religious art” along the pathways of Saint-Jacques de Compostle. Part of the text reads (translated): “With this statue representing a stonemason, we wish to pay tribute to all men of the art, from the master builder to the journeyman worker for the testimony they left us, all driven by the love of their profession and of their passion for building.”

Espalion is a bustling little town with a vibrant community. The town dates back to the Middle Ages and was a Templar command post. At its peak in the medieval era, the town was centered around the Place du Griffoul and comprised of many shops, a drawbridge and numerous towers.

We followed the GR 65 into town and then wandered off trail in search of food! The downtown area was somewhat of a maze and disorienting from a directional standpoint!

A jumble of streets and alleyways!

After attempting to follow some directions given to us by a shopkeeper, we eventually stumbled upon one of the finest épiceries – Ecofrais – that we encountered along the way!

There was a small area inside where we could sit and enjoy a “second” breakfast and their deli displayed the most scrumptious sandwich choices I have ever seen. For breakfast, I opted for a Tart Provençale along with a chocolate eclair – at an incredulous price of 4.50 euros – and I settled on a “fromage de chèvre and figues” sandwich with lettuce to take along for lunch (again 4.50 euros).

Mouth-watering display of pastries and sandwiches!

After our bellies were full, we decided to stop by the church before heading out of town. La Vieille Église – also called the Église Saint-Jean-Baptiste – is a newer church built in the late 1800’s to replace the older church that was deemed to small to accommodate the growing parish. The two 45 meter-high towers dominate the red sandstone façade. On top of the towers are bronze statues of Saint Joseph and the Virgin Mary.

Note the statues on top of the towers!
Impressive cathedral entrance…
Interior grandeur of the church…
I’m unsure what the purpose of this ornate pulpit is – Susan probably told me but I don’t remember!

Across the street from the “new” church sits “⁦L’ancienne ⁩église⁩⁦ Saint-Jean-Baptiste d’⁩Espalion”⁩⁦. It is now a museum and an historical monument.

L’ancienne ⁩église⁩⁦ Saint-Jean-Baptiste d’⁩Espalion on the right

On our way out of town via the GR65, we pass by the Pont Vieux. Built of red sandstone, it dates to the 13th century and was a toll bridge. It is now a pedestrian only right-of-way. Formerly, this area was labeled the province of Rouergue and it was known for cheese factories and salt warehouses. The original bridge was constructed to facilitate passage of salt through the area from the Mediterranean to Aubrac.  It is an historic monument today and also listed as a World Heritage UNESCO site along the way of Saint Jacques de Compostelle.

Pont Vieux – “Old Bridge”

Leaving Espalion behind, it was a relatively level walk until reaching the small hamlet of Bessuéjouls. Here the Way passes by the Eglise St-Pierre. Also a UNESCO site, the present church dates back to the 14th century and enjoyed a restoration in the 1800’s. The oldest section of the church, the bell tower, dates to the 11th century and includes an ancient chapel. Unfortunately, the church was not open so I could only admire it from a distance. 

Bell tower
Pink stone of the church…
A Horse Chestnut tree coming out in leaf frames the bell tower
church side cemetery

After passing by the Eglise St. Pierre, I entered the small village. While there is a small cafe located here, I was still full from breakfast – so did not stop. 

entering the village…

Near the “mairie” however there was a very nice public restroom and potable water!! I did take advantage of that!

It was a steep ascent out of Bessuéjouls and I stopped for a rest at the top and aired out my feet!! The view across the valleys and the hills was beautiful.

Drying socks on the wall!
The view!!

From here, the chemin follows foot paths and quiet back roads. After a few more kilometers, I approached an impressive “castle” that I learned is the Château Beauregard – a winery and restaurant. 

Low-key sign!
Château gate – did not appear to be open
Cross near the Château

From the Château, I could see my next interesting piece of architecture along the way. 

Looking towards the Eglise de Trédou…
Wider view of Château Beauregard

I stopped for lunch at the picnic area adjacent to the Eglise de Trédou. It was by far the absolute best lunch I had along the way! I never got another sandwich that rivaled the “fromage de chèvre et figues” combination!

Lunchtime!
fromage de chèvre, figues, et laitue avec pain français croustillant – Yum!

After lunch, I took some time to visit the Eglise de Trédou – one of many churches along this stretch of the “chemin”! The exterior architecture is very basic with stucco/stone walls and slate roof and appeared to be somewhat in a state of disrepair. I was pleasantly surprised when I walked inside – the simplistic decorations and white walls brightened up the interior.

Cemetery in the foreground
Beauty in the simplicity

I started to notice the many ways in which the stations of the cross are depicted in the various churches. In the Tredou church, they were simple painted tiles attached to the interior walls around the perimeter of the room. 

Colorful tiles for the stations of the cross
Interior
Lovely
Bell tower – ancient slate tiles adorn the roof

As with all cemeteries, there is potable water available. 

Old stone crosses at the raised graves in front of one of the stained glass windows..

With the day getting on and more than 5.5 kilometers to go, I continued on to the little village of Verrières where there is another ancient church – the Chapelle Saint-Michel. The route passes through some open pastures and by many old buildings.

Lots of pilgrims on the route today!
Roadside shelter
Entering Verrières…
Cascading spring flowers along a wall…
Chapelle Saint-Michel and castle
Interior of the chapel
Unique stenciled design on the walls of the chapel
Crossing a medieval bridge in Verrières
Roof lines and architecture of the buildings in Verrières

Leaving Verrières, the Way travels along minor roads and there is a short up and down along a footpath before dropping down to the Lot River that flows towards Estaing. When I reached the path along the river and caught my first sight of Estaing, I was blown away by the “fairy-tale” picture presented to me.

Fairy-tale village of Estaing in the distance…

More to come on our evening in Estaing, and tomorrow’s walk!

Holiday Traditions 12.18.23

The carousel turns

My horse rises up and, then, down

I snatch the gold ring!

           ~Lynn Thomas Amber

I’ve always had a fascination with carousels. I can’t pass up riding one whenever we come across them in our travels. When I’m gliding along on a painted horse, moving up and down with the rhythm of the music, the youth and innocence of my childhood is recaptured. 

Holiday Traditions 12.11.23

1995 Ford truck ornament

This ornament is cool for 2 reasons. Number one – the model year for this Ford truck replica is indicated on the front of the truck – 1956. That’s the year I was born. 🙂

The other cool thing about this ornament is that it reminds me of our time in Pennsylvania owning a 13-acre Christmas Tree farm. We operated a “cut your own” tree farm during the holiday season and loaded many a tree in people’s vehicles. We were also known for owning and running “old” trucks and farm equipment. (And we still do have an old truck by most people’s standards!) When I met my husband, his two forms of transportation were a 1960 Dodge 1-ton stake bed truck and a 1974 Honda 550 motorcycle. That’s it. (I’m not counting his tree-trimming work truck – which was also an “early model” GMC truck) My first ride in the 1960 Dodge truck was on our first date!

That old Dodge was fun to drive – with it’s loud motor, old-fashioned stick shift and “squirrelly” steering mechanism. Traveling down the winding, hilly roads of Chester County in that truck could be an extraordinary experience – especially when carrying a load. Back in the day, I was trusted with hauling logs with that truck and, on one particular day, I was tasked with transporting a load of bagged fertilizer for a landscape job we were doing. On that occasion, I was way over-loaded (weight-wise) and it was not until I started towards our farm from the fertilizer store that I realized my mistake. It was a wild and crazy ride once I pulled off the highway and started down the two-lane, narrow Route 926 in Chester County that led towards home. When I finally pulled into our driveway, the relief I felt wash over me was overwhelming. I literally had to pry my fingers from the steering wheel. I never made that mistake again!

Jim and our son, Leif unloading brush in the back of that 1960 Dodge

Holiday Traditions 12.8.23

2008 Snoopy Scout

This ornament represents 3 different aspects of my life – 3 in 1 – way to go Mom! As a child and teenager, I loved to draw and one of my favorite subjects was Snoopy. I loved the Peanuts cartoon and the adventures of this loveable beagle. I rather fancied his ability to transport himself into any number of fantasy lives and his imaginative spirit and comical antics captured my heart.

When I made the decision to home school my younger son for several years, we decided he should join a local boy scout troop as a way to connect him with other kids his age. He thrived as a member of this small troop and worked his way through the ranks to earn his Eagle Scout badge. My husband and I, as parents, were active volunteers with his troop and it was a positive experience for us all. When I unpack this ornament each year depicting Snoopy as a scout, I’m reminded of much how that one decision in my son’s life made such an impact.

As a family, we loved to canoe and still do. When my sons were growing up, we embarked on several canoe camping trips over the years – to Algonquin Provincial Park in Canada, to the Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness in Minnesota, and, later as they reached young adults, to the Debsconeag Lake Wilderness Area in Maine. My husband and our sons eventually converted our basement to a woodshop and built two cedar strip canoes which they use to this day on their own adventures. I might add that on the day of my older son’s marriage, he arrived at the lakeside ceremony via the water in his cedar strip canoe. What a precious, tearful sight that was!

Lots of memories to be cherished with this one ornament! 🙂

Holiday Traditions 12.7.23

2011 Garden Time

This ornament represents my love of gardens and gardening – my years as a landscape designer and attending to my own small gardens at home. There is something deeply satisfying about kneeling in the dirt, plunging a trowel into the soil and tenderly situating a new plant in the garden.

While traveling, my garden “bug” is satiated with excursions to any and all public gardens along our route and photographing plants in the wild. I admit to judging all public gardens against my standard – Longwood Gardens, in Chester County, PA. It is where I grew up and I’ve yet to visit another garden that quite measures up! But, I’ll keep searching! 🙂

Holiday Traditions 12.6.23

2007 Hockey Time

My mother really nailed it with her ornament selection for me in 2007. Shortly after we moved to Vermont in 1999, my husband, our two boys and I became addicted to skating and to pond hockey. I had always been an avid Philadelphia Flyers fan, but until moving to Vermont had never donned a pair of hockey skates. I have fond memories of skating on friends’ ponds during my youth growing up in Chester County, PA, but there were never impromptu hockey games then and my footwear consisted only of figure skates.

So, at the age of 44, I bought my first pair of hockey skates and threw myself into the sport. Our first major project on our new property was the excavation and construction of a pond! In addition, we spent many hours donating our time to getting the town rink up and running each year.

Although the skates on the ornament are figure skates, they are representative of the good times we had as a family playing pick-up ice hockey games on our pond and at the town rink. I remember a particular moment one night – frozen in time – donning my skates on the side of the town rink with temperatures hovering around zero degrees Fahrenheit – my breath freezing as it collided with the air – the rink lighting casting peculiar shadows across the ice – fingers and toes numb – knowing that as soon as I started skating a warmth would settle over me and all would be right with the world.

Daylight and nightfall

The sound of skates gripping ice

Graceful, gliding, free.

~ Lynn Thomas Amber

Holiday Traditions 12.5.23

1986 Sleigh

My mom started a tradition many years ago with her children – my sister (Vicki), myself and my brother (John). After we all flew the coop, she started giving us a “dated” ornament each year for Christmas. She chose the ornaments with care – always securing an ornament that was either relevant to whatever was going on in our lives or one that represented our interests. My dated ornaments go all the way back to the late 1970’s and my collection has grown so that they are now the only ornaments I need to fill an entire Christmas tree!

Over the next month, with each post, I’ll share a special ornament from this collection. The 1986 Sleigh ornament has always been one of my very favorites. I cannot imagine anything that would be more fun than a sleigh ride in the woods on a snowy evening!