Baden-Baden, Germany

The next stop on our tour of Christmas markets last year was Baden-Baden, Germany.  This was a really special market place.

Just beyond the market was a unique display of artwork that was gorgeous.

Once again, the food got our attention, but not only the food, the restaurant itself.  It was an enclosed porch of a beautiful hotel, but cold enough that they provided blankets at each chair.  So nice and cozy with warm cider!

Really yummy!

The breakfast buffet was fantastic too.

 

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Colmar, France

Our second stop in search of Christmas markets last year was at Colmar, France.  This was in a beautiful part of the city called “La Petite Venise,” and you can see why with all the canals.

There were plenty of holiday decorations all around.

There was even a carnival with a fun roller coaster with “seats” in the shape of horses (and yes, they rocked back and forth as they went around the track).

Once again, the food was outstanding.

The markets had thousands of fun items to see.

There were many nativities all around too.

These faces carved into the entryway of the old cathedral were fascinating to me.

We will never forget beautiful Colmar!

 

Strasbourg, France

Here are more photos from Strasbourg last year during the after-Christmas markets.  Everything was decorated so beautifully.

Of course, the food is always good in France.

I called this “the sink that wasn’t a sink.”  

Christmas Markets

A year ago Sarah and I went to Europe to see the Christmas markets.  We loved it and would definitely recommend it as a unique holiday adventure.  We went between Christmas and New Year’s Day.

We landed in Frankfurt, Germany, rented a car, and headed to Strasbourg, France for the night.  It was wonderful to see all the huge decorations.

We loved this pretty village scene in the middle of the park.

This was only the start of a great adventure.

 

 

 

A Great Mother

This week I’m focusing on my mother, Pat (Harris) Chaney, whose 90th birthday is Saturday.  She was a great mother, and unfortunately passed away from cancer in 2001.  My dad missed his 90th birthday by one year and my mother left us much too early, well before her 90th.  Today I’m sharing some of my favorite photos of her, starting with one of her birthdays.

My dad helped us make a “cake” for her, with no recipe or proper baking procedures.  It looked atrocious but she happily posed with it.

I happened to be right beside her in this photo (I wonder what I thought of the cake we made by pouring everything from the kitchen shelves into the batter).

Of course, following the arrival of the pretend cake came the real one!

Here are some of my favorites of her with the two of us (I am the younger daughter):

She sewed and knitted a lot of her own clothes and was always changing her hair color and style, as you will see.  In this one she is wearing very fashionable boots in the 70’s.

She loved traveling to the mountains and the first thing she always did was take off her shoes and put them in a cool mountain stream.

My parents were married in 1949; here is their wedding photo and one of my favorites in their later years together on a cruise.

This is a very early “selfie” of her with her brother, Baxter:

They always had dogs around and this is one of my favorite pics with one of them:

Again, I was right beside her.

Finally, this is my favorite holiday portrait of my mother–so pretty!

 

God is Real–Part Five

How do I know God is real?  It simple: I’ve experienced Him in amazing ways.  Today’s example is pretty zany and funny.  I was in the Dominican Republic with my friend, Mindy, to introduce her to her sponsored child (I had already met him on a previous trip, and Mindy had become his sponsor).  We were headed to the Haitian border the next day but on this particular day we were returning from a trip by van into the country.  During a rest stop I went to get back on the bus, not knowing that they were hosing it down on the opposite side.  With a great whoosh! all the mud, grease and grime came flying up from under the van and splattered all over my khaki pants.  They were blackened from the grease and mud.

In the morning, after my shower, I said to Mindy, “I’m going to wear the same pants that got splattered yesterday, because I’ll just get them dirty again today,” and put them on.  She said, “Those aren’t the same pants; they’re perfectly clean.”  I looked down and she was right.  She didn’t believe they were the same pants, and we argued while I let her look through my luggage because I didn’t have any other khakis.  But they were now spotless.  She exclaimed, “Jesus did the laundry while we were sleeping!”  Now, I know that seems ridiculous, but think about it:  as we discussed, we were heading to child development centers to visit precious Compassion kids near the Haitian border.  Perhaps it was important that we appear clean and spotless, representing our Lord, and also give honor to the children, by giving them our best.  That was the only reason we could think of for the little “miracle” that day.  Our God is real!  But the next story is going to be amazing–watch for it on Friday!

For previous posts in my “God is Real” series, click below:

God is Real–Part One (a baby that nearly didn’t make it to birth)

God is Real–Part Two (a specific healing, and one that was not a healing)

God is Real–Part Three (a hurtful e-mail)

God is Real–Part Four (pain)