#moulin

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Un des premiers clichés de Montmartre avec le moulin de la Galette.

[the-cricket-chirps]

Vincent van Gogh

Entrance to the Moulin de la Galette

Paris, June-September, 1887

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Moulin Rouge venue in the Montmartre neighbourhood of Paris

French vintage postcard

[airasora]

If yall ever wondered what an unhappy port lincoln parrot sounds like... let Moulin show you.

He hates cage cleaning day 😂

[philoursmars]

Troisième étape de mon périple dans l'Ouest pour retrouver des ami(e)s lointain(e)s : Christian en Bretagne, près de Brest, il y a un mois déjà.

Ici l'Aber Ildut, à Lanildut.

En 1, l'œil est une œuvre de Pierre Chanteau. Puis en 2, le pigeonnier du Manoir de Bel-Air (celui-ci, on le voit sur la 5). En 3 et 4, le moulin seigneurial de Roudouz (à roue horizontale, en pierre). En 6, l'auberge de Bel-Air puis le moulin du même nom (il ne manque plus que le Prince !).

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La roue à aube est entrainée par l'eau du ruisseau...

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Les petites cabanes et le moulin de Gouville-sur-Mer - Août 2021

Sur la côte normande, niché dans le charmant village de Gouville-sur-Mer, se trouve un trésor caché: un ensemble de petites cabanes et un moulin à vent qui offrent un panorama idyllique sur la Manche. Les cabanes, construites en bois et aux couleurs vives, se dressent fièrement sur la plage de sable fin. Elles invitent à la détente et à la contemplation, offrant un abri paisible face à l'immensité de la mer. Que ce soit pour se relaxer au soleil, lire un livre ou simplement profiter du clapotis des vagues, ces cabanes sont un véritable havre de paix. Le moulin, quant à lui, se dresse majestueusement sur une parcelle à la sortie du village. Construit au 18ème siècle, il a été restauré avec soin et abrite aujourd'hui un musée pédagogique qui retrace l'histoire de la meunerie et de la vie rurale en Normandie. Le site des petites cabanes et du moulin de Gouville est une destination idéale pour les amoureux de la nature et de la tranquillité. C'est un lieu unique où l'on peut se ressourcer et profiter de la beauté des paysages normands. Camera: Canon EOS 2000D Objectif: Canon EF-S 18-55 IS II Post-production avec Skylum Luminar 4 Read the full article

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PATRIMOINE | Archéologie d'un moulin à vent à Sartrouville (Yvelines) ➽ https://bit.ly/Fouilles-Moulin-Vent-Sartrouville Une équipe de l'Inrap fouille les fondations d'un moulin à vent et de la maison d'un meunier, un vestige rare d’une machine ayant pourtant joué un rôle prépondérant dans l’économie médiévale et moderne

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Le moulin d'Omer

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Le Moulin de la Galette par Olivier Boyer Via Flickr : Henri Bonnefoy (1839-1917) "Moulin de Montmartre". Huile sur toile. Paris, musée Carnavalet. fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fichier:Henri_Arthur_Bonnefoy_-_Mou...

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Le moulin d'Alphonse

[casualfruit]

A moulin has its own gravity.

More than what ties us to the earth.

The pull is much stronger, like invisible arms

tugging at my sleeves.

It reaches out, beckoning, whispering

“come down, join us, come and see what lies beneath. 

Come and witness the divine mysteries.”

The roar of water becomes a rush of voices,

crying out in rapturous wonder as they tumble

into the blue.

I long to join my own voice to that choir.

This is not suicidal.

I know that if I make the plunge, I will almost certainly die—

but death is not the void that’s calling me.

It’s something deeper.

Something older, yes, older than death,

older than life, older than the stars,

maybe older than God.

It has its own gravity.

[the-cricket-chirps]

Pablo Picasso

Le Moulin de la Galette

1900

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Moulin Rouge venue in the Montmartre neighbourhood of Paris

French vintage postcard

[airasora]

As some of you might remember, I lost one of my birds, my kakariki Sweeney, over 2 months ago due to an accident that was entirely my own fault. I struggled with a lot of self-loathing for a long time and along with realizing how toxic my workplace is, I kinda completely broke down. I haven't been to work since Sweeney died, but I'm starting again next week, slowly with just 2 days a week to begin with.

During my mourning period, I found myself looking at birds at shelters, breeders, anywhere. It was an odd way to deal with the pain, and I had no intention of adding a new member to my flock. But then I came across a breeder who had conures. Specifically, she was currently looking for homes for two pineapple-colored conures. Long story short, she and I had a really good connection and while someone else adopted the last of her conure babies, she heard my story and told me she could tell I was a good bird mom whom she knew would give any of her babies a loving home. So...

Say hello to the newest member of my bird family... one of these guys here ❤️ More specifically, hopefully one of the pineapple colored ones will be a male, and I'm bringing him home in a month or so. His name is gonna be Beetlejuice and his breeder is the most loving person I have ever met. She forms such strong connections with all her babies, hand-feeding and training them as much as she can so they're ready for their new homes. It'll be my first time bringing home a bird who will already be very used to hands, so it's going to be an amazing experience.

While no one can replace Sweeney - nor do I have a desire to try and replace him - I have been missing his love and affection. You see, I have different relationships with all my birds since they have different personalities.

Hamilton is very independent, but loves being pet. And he's the only one who'll let me give him scritches. He also always willingly step up on my hand, even if he'd rather not, he's just very polite lol.

Poppins the other hand does NOT want to be pet, but he'll climb on me, follow me into the bathroom and kitchen and will try and share his food with me.

I have close to no relationship with Wonka and Moulin, my two adopted birds who came from abusive homes. Neither will come close to me, though Wonka will let me walk by him without flying away now. Coming from abusive homes, building a relationship with them will take a long time, and I'm ok with that. I have loads of patience when it comes to birds.

And then there was Sweeney, who also didn't want scritches, but followed me around and would have verbal battles with me where we'd yell peekaboo at each other. We also had a game where I'd hold out my finger and he'd bonk his beak against it. He never learned to say "beep" when we did this, but he knew exactly what beep meant. He would also sit on me and play with my hair and climb around. And I miss that. I miss this little loving, ball of pure energy.

Sweeney can't be replaced, but Beetlejuice will be a new, loving member of my little family. I'm so excited to bring him home in a month 🥰

[philoursmars]

Marseille, le Clocher des Accoules et les toits du quartier du Panier.

A gauche, on voit les vestiges d'un ancien moulin.