<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:04:19.114-08:00</updated><category term='1800 Fashion'/><category term='Simpler days'/><category term='Portrait of an old house'/><category term='arts and crafts'/><category term='H.M.Ruff&apos;s album'/><category term='Charles Dickens'/><category term='WW 1'/><category term='Death/mourning'/><category term='Old photos'/><category term='WW 2'/><category term='Wisdom from long ago'/><category term='Antique needlework'/><category term='Old norway'/><category term='Health and beauty'/><category term='Exploration'/><category term='Daily life'/><category term='Museums'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>In days gone by.....</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-8658341423680724239</id><published>2012-02-09T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T13:51:56.907-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charles Dickens'/><title type='text'>Little Nell's presume grave</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Last weekend I was in the UK for a little business trip. I had very little time, but on the last day I took a quick look at the world's smallest cathedral. The church of st Bartholomew.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Charles Dickens made the local town famous in his novel 'The old Curiosity shop', in the story the heroine Little Nell is buried in the graveyard. The story is fiction, but to accomodate the growing number of tourist someone took the initiative to have a presume grave for the famous Little&amp;nbsp; Nell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Old_Curiosity_Shop" target="_blank"&gt;&amp;nbsp;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Old_Curiosity_Shop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMGI4GJ1078/TzQ-ObZ7N_I/AAAAAAAAAPE/wvRLoKu3Vws/s1600/HPIM0478.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMGI4GJ1078/TzQ-ObZ7N_I/AAAAAAAAAPE/wvRLoKu3Vws/s640/HPIM0478.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;St Bartholomew, Tong&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vjRjfBIPWBs/TzQ-KQIsExI/AAAAAAAAAO0/yvfGkj5B4ZA/s1600/HPIM0476.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vjRjfBIPWBs/TzQ-KQIsExI/AAAAAAAAAO0/yvfGkj5B4ZA/s640/HPIM0476.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dB-vpp3bhD4/TzQ-MbCqz6I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HRy7FMHhEyg/s1600/HPIM0477.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dB-vpp3bhD4/TzQ-MbCqz6I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HRy7FMHhEyg/s640/HPIM0477.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The presume grave of little Nell&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-8658341423680724239?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/8658341423680724239/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2012/02/little-nells-presume-grave.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/8658341423680724239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/8658341423680724239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2012/02/little-nells-presume-grave.html' title='Little Nell&apos;s presume grave'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMGI4GJ1078/TzQ-ObZ7N_I/AAAAAAAAAPE/wvRLoKu3Vws/s72-c/HPIM0478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-399290882664095134</id><published>2012-01-24T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T09:19:25.967-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exploration'/><title type='text'>Mrs chippy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I recently saw the mini serie about Shackelton's adventure in Antartica. He was planning on doing a trans-Antartic expedition in 1914 when his boat- The Endurance- got caught in pack ice.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The story of the men's adventure and survival, and the captains promise to bring them all home alive is a story that will live on as a tale of unsurpassed courage.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But, what about the animals that were on board ? When the order came to abandon the ship as it was slowly being crushed, they set up a camp on the ice and moved all their dogs there. Regrettably they knew the few puppies they had and the ship’s cat would not survive. The captain ordered them shot.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mrs Chippy, the carpenters cat, who was actually a male , was fed a last dish of sardine before being shot. His owner never forgave the Captain for it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In time the rest of the dog would also be killed and eaten by the desperate men, but in the end every man was rescued and some even accompanied Shackelton on one more expedition.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You can read more about Mrs Chippy’s adventures, and how he had to be rescued after he became a ‘ cat overboard here :&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.purr-n-fur.org.uk/famous/chippy.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.purr-n-fur.org.uk/famous/chippy.html&amp;nbsp; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-moSw39UzB50/Tx7mjzT1QEI/AAAAAAAAAOk/zWps-ZRI_nw/s1600/Mrschippy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-moSw39UzB50/Tx7mjzT1QEI/AAAAAAAAAOk/zWps-ZRI_nw/s400/Mrschippy.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mrs Chippy and Blackborow&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The story doesn't here, in 2004 a life size bronze statue of Mrs chippy was placed on his owners grave in New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-16WF4qYGMfI/Tx7nZ_SsBzI/AAAAAAAAAOs/DaFxQtkCHTw/s1600/220px-Harry_McNeish_Gravestone_cat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-16WF4qYGMfI/Tx7nZ_SsBzI/AAAAAAAAAOs/DaFxQtkCHTw/s400/220px-Harry_McNeish_Gravestone_cat.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Harry McNish's grave with the statue of Mrs Chippy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-399290882664095134?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/399290882664095134/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2012/01/mrs-chippy.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/399290882664095134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/399290882664095134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2012/01/mrs-chippy.html' title='Mrs chippy'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-moSw39UzB50/Tx7mjzT1QEI/AAAAAAAAAOk/zWps-ZRI_nw/s72-c/Mrschippy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-7056818766780608541</id><published>2012-01-21T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T00:13:42.688-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts and crafts'/><title type='text'>scrimshaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Scrimshaw was the hobby of sailors who had time on their hand, and were far away from home.&lt;br /&gt;Using bone, teeth, ivory or such natural material from whales, or other animals the artist would scratch the pattern with a sharp tool, or needle and finally highlight it with ink, or other pigments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many artist who keep the technique and who produce beautiful little items, with intricate drawings.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here is a beautiful nautical scened on a magnifying glass, and paper cutter set I got from an amazing ETSY seller. It was to be a gift so I asked her to engrave the initials on the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see more of her work here : &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/lindalayden" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.etsy.com/shop/lindalayden&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s4zkBxWNvuU/TxpzZHCUCMI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Wc8LNC0fBiI/s1600/HPIM0400.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="392" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s4zkBxWNvuU/TxpzZHCUCMI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Wc8LNC0fBiI/s640/HPIM0400.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lovely scrimshaw&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D-KBqqvD78c/TxpzbHEL20I/AAAAAAAAAOc/IEUkp3KUSXI/s1600/HPIM0401.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D-KBqqvD78c/TxpzbHEL20I/AAAAAAAAAOc/IEUkp3KUSXI/s640/HPIM0401.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Details&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-7056818766780608541?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/7056818766780608541/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2012/01/scrimshaw.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/7056818766780608541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/7056818766780608541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2012/01/scrimshaw.html' title='scrimshaw'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s4zkBxWNvuU/TxpzZHCUCMI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Wc8LNC0fBiI/s72-c/HPIM0400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-3125288793404332129</id><published>2012-01-14T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T12:02:24.164-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old photos'/><title type='text'>Nicolas cage is a vampire ? You be the judge ...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I just had to add this photos, it is for sale at the very reasonable price of&amp;nbsp; 100 000,00 $ from this seller :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://www.etsy.com/listing/77640543/nicolas-cage-is-a-vampire-cdv-photo-from" target="_blank"&gt;&amp;nbsp;http://www.etsy.com/listing/77640543/nicolas-cage-is-a-vampire-cdv-photo-from&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The late 1800's portrait of a man who is said to resemble the actor Nicolas Cage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see a similarity ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hCn3XMRI728/TxHfGDRjkCI/AAAAAAAAAOM/7jjrY32f_gM/s1600/il_570xN.270356007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hCn3XMRI728/TxHfGDRjkCI/AAAAAAAAAOM/7jjrY32f_gM/s640/il_570xN.270356007.jpg" width="364" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1870 portrait&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-3125288793404332129?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/3125288793404332129/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2012/01/nicolas-cage-is-vampire-you-be-judge.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/3125288793404332129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/3125288793404332129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2012/01/nicolas-cage-is-vampire-you-be-judge.html' title='Nicolas cage is a vampire ? You be the judge ...!'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hCn3XMRI728/TxHfGDRjkCI/AAAAAAAAAOM/7jjrY32f_gM/s72-c/il_570xN.270356007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-7841597203916637122</id><published>2012-01-08T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T06:05:25.417-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily life'/><title type='text'>Two antique card holders</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;In the 1800's calling cards were very popular, and if you had cards, you needed a card holder. Here are two examples from our collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both are ladies card cases, the one with the little chain is in mint condition, and has a monogram. The filigree one is beautiful, but is missing the metal case that would have been inside the pretty cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ShoZcCY5nx4/Twmh8QOB8zI/AAAAAAAAANs/IH527nG0hKE/s1600/HPIM0371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="502" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ShoZcCY5nx4/Twmh8QOB8zI/AAAAAAAAANs/IH527nG0hKE/s640/HPIM0371.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Os3fR2dHTAA/Twmh-1oIMJI/AAAAAAAAAN0/LecVhF4OpUI/s1600/HPIM0372.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="524" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Os3fR2dHTAA/Twmh-1oIMJI/AAAAAAAAAN0/LecVhF4OpUI/s640/HPIM0372.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A ladies' card holder&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mVhqsAoNHZA/TwmiBTWgYsI/AAAAAAAAAN8/EBIxfBm1LT4/s1600/HPIM0377.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="638" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mVhqsAoNHZA/TwmiBTWgYsI/AAAAAAAAAN8/EBIxfBm1LT4/s640/HPIM0377.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8I1qvoIA0VM/TwmiD8mJmuI/AAAAAAAAAOE/TLzk0rh63Gg/s1600/HPIM0379.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="418" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8I1qvoIA0VM/TwmiD8mJmuI/AAAAAAAAAOE/TLzk0rh63Gg/s640/HPIM0379.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lovely filigree case&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-7841597203916637122?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/7841597203916637122/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2012/01/two-antique-card-holders.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/7841597203916637122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/7841597203916637122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2012/01/two-antique-card-holders.html' title='Two antique card holders'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ShoZcCY5nx4/Twmh8QOB8zI/AAAAAAAAANs/IH527nG0hKE/s72-c/HPIM0371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-4286448652441185279</id><published>2012-01-08T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T05:57:22.146-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily life'/><title type='text'>Écarté card game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Here is an 1800's French card game called ' Écarté ' .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Écarté is a&amp;nbsp; two player card game that was popular in the 19 th century, you can read more about it, and find the rules at the link below :&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%C3%89cart%C3%A9" target="_blank"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%C3%89cart%C3%A9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cards, and the deck were bought seperatly, one of the cards has a little blue tax stamp saying :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Republic francaise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Decret du 12 Avril 1890&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oAyN7SjOpAQ/TwmVCGsuSSI/AAAAAAAAANU/21_veEtJ_DQ/s1600/HPIM0358.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="540" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oAyN7SjOpAQ/TwmVCGsuSSI/AAAAAAAAANU/21_veEtJ_DQ/s640/HPIM0358.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NzpXuV2hbRI/TwmVFMXI8xI/AAAAAAAAANc/vv1EejovN_E/s1600/HPIM0361.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="610" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NzpXuV2hbRI/TwmVFMXI8xI/AAAAAAAAANc/vv1EejovN_E/s640/HPIM0361.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;French Écarté cards from the 1890's&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WoBWA56Y1vw/TwmVIAw2p4I/AAAAAAAAANk/kOBE1iEgs9s/s1600/HPIM0362.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="606" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WoBWA56Y1vw/TwmVIAw2p4I/AAAAAAAAANk/kOBE1iEgs9s/s640/HPIM0362.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Card game tax stamp&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 class="firstHeading" id="firstHeading"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-4286448652441185279?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/4286448652441185279/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2012/01/ecarte-card-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/4286448652441185279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/4286448652441185279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2012/01/ecarte-card-game.html' title='Écarté card game'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oAyN7SjOpAQ/TwmVCGsuSSI/AAAAAAAAANU/21_veEtJ_DQ/s72-c/HPIM0358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-5414300278329746186</id><published>2011-12-27T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T06:39:23.982-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antique needlework'/><title type='text'>Sewing acorn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;A little sewing acorn from my collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little copper acorn opens in the middle and has a little wooden thread holder with a place for needles. I think originally it would have had a thimble inside also, and a little hook where the hole is at the tip for attaching the acorn to a chatelaine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KmlWXzktfhI/TvnXPpJwUEI/AAAAAAAAANA/C0UoTwMneSA/s1600/HPIM0354.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KmlWXzktfhI/TvnXPpJwUEI/AAAAAAAAANA/C0UoTwMneSA/s640/HPIM0354.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Antique sewing acorn with pretty etchings &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pv1Hb_w7dDw/TvnXk2xUw6I/AAAAAAAAANM/5juqOIpcfCQ/s1600/HPIM0355.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="458" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pv1Hb_w7dDw/TvnXk2xUw6I/AAAAAAAAANM/5juqOIpcfCQ/s640/HPIM0355.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-5414300278329746186?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/5414300278329746186/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/12/sewing-acorn.html#comment-form' title='2 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/5414300278329746186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/5414300278329746186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/12/sewing-acorn.html' title='Sewing acorn'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KmlWXzktfhI/TvnXPpJwUEI/AAAAAAAAANA/C0UoTwMneSA/s72-c/HPIM0354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-8264965421040328263</id><published>2011-12-14T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T14:06:22.207-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exploration'/><title type='text'>100 years since Amundsen arrived at the South pole</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Today&amp;nbsp; December the 14 th 2011 is exactly 100 years to the day since Roald Amundsen arrived at the south pole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roald_Amundsen"&gt;&amp;nbsp;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roald_Amundsen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y62YVzmx8RA/Tukc1m_TbDI/AAAAAAAAAMs/hSYnHVCxZXo/s1600/392px-Amundsen-in-ice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y62YVzmx8RA/Tukc1m_TbDI/AAAAAAAAAMs/hSYnHVCxZXo/s640/392px-Amundsen-in-ice.jpg" width="417" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Roald Amundsen&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wEH2r0KARJ8/TukdFudBMnI/AAAAAAAAAM0/MvUUAj4CHjk/s1600/Aan_de_Zuidpool_-_p1913-160.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="422" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wEH2r0KARJ8/TukdFudBMnI/AAAAAAAAAM0/MvUUAj4CHjk/s640/Aan_de_Zuidpool_-_p1913-160.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;From the left: Amundsen, Hanssen, Hassel and Wisting salute the Norwegian flag, December 1911. Photo taken by Olav Bjaaland&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-8264965421040328263?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/8264965421040328263/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/12/100-years-since-amundsen-arrived-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/8264965421040328263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/8264965421040328263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/12/100-years-since-amundsen-arrived-at.html' title='100 years since Amundsen arrived at the South pole'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y62YVzmx8RA/Tukc1m_TbDI/AAAAAAAAAMs/hSYnHVCxZXo/s72-c/392px-Amundsen-in-ice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-3470046641537344282</id><published>2011-12-11T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T08:21:23.936-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old photos'/><title type='text'>Little photo album from 1918</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;My husband picked up this cute little leather photo holder on Ebay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was looking for a vintage pocket photo holder, but when we saw that it had an handwriten note inside, it was hard to think about removing the original pictures of a little girl, her parents and grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a good question for collectors. Should one remove photos from old frames ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qTZF4AwjTOU/TuTVY6gh1rI/AAAAAAAAAMU/SdbM86fXbA4/s1600/HPIM0254.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="596" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qTZF4AwjTOU/TuTVY6gh1rI/AAAAAAAAAMU/SdbM86fXbA4/s640/HPIM0254.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To my dear little girl on her thirteenth birthday. 10/20-1918, Dad&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cBIn-DCjjNo/TskTTe0IKfI/AAAAAAAAAMM/NDQ_yoqEyg0/s1600/HPIM0063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="444" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cBIn-DCjjNo/TskTTe0IKfI/AAAAAAAAAMM/NDQ_yoqEyg0/s640/HPIM0063.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;First page of the album&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept this book an emblem bright,&lt;br /&gt;Of thy expanding soul.&lt;br /&gt;An while the years revolving flight&lt;br /&gt;That others around us roll.&lt;br /&gt;Resolve that like thy album white&lt;br /&gt;Thy heart shall album be,&lt;br /&gt;And if at all some stain should fall,&lt;br /&gt;Thou'll cleanse it soon from Thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; R &lt;br /&gt;Balt ( ? ) Sept 28, 1826&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; The name is a little hard to read, but I have found ' Balt' other places in the book, and in some 'Baltimore'...A person, or the place ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-3033574140749543555?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/3033574140749543555/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/11/hmruffs-dedication-to-album.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/3033574140749543555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/3033574140749543555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/11/hmruffs-dedication-to-album.html' title='H.M.Ruff&apos;s dedication to album'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cBIn-DCjjNo/TskTTe0IKfI/AAAAAAAAAMM/NDQ_yoqEyg0/s72-c/HPIM0063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-7821071880117993309</id><published>2011-11-20T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T07:12:52.997-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H.M.Ruff&apos;s album'/><title type='text'>H.M.Ruff's album</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IM09JBoTvqs/TskQ_7Vl-WI/AAAAAAAAALk/PFm3hna1jZk/s1600/HPIM0061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IM09JBoTvqs/TskQ_7Vl-WI/AAAAAAAAALk/PFm3hna1jZk/s640/HPIM0061.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;M.R.Ruff's Album&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; I usually try to find something original, and unique when I select my husband's Christmas present. Last year I was the lucky winner at auction of an amazing book/journal from a young lady who lived in the early 1800's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I think I got away with it within my budget because the seller had a typo in the description, I thought it was a mistake, but did not risk too high a bid...just in case. But&amp;nbsp; my intuition was rewarded, and I was able to present this amazing book to Kyle for Christmas 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Embossed leather bound, with the name H.M.Ruff on the front cover. This was an album, or friendship book, an hobby that was very popular at the time and still is among young ladies ( I have a similar, though not so ornate, and very silly one that I kept&amp;nbsp; from when I was 15-20 years old )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There are entries starting from 1826, and going on through the 1830's. Little poems, saying, good-bye's and notes from friends, family members, etc...There is a variety of handwriting style, some are common, but others are very graceful, and artistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I will be posting some of the best entries from the album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QMHM5uDFo-c/TskREzf0OlI/AAAAAAAAAL8/R-yzLSWEaeE/s1600/HPIM0065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="422" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QMHM5uDFo-c/TskREzf0OlI/AAAAAAAAAL8/R-yzLSWEaeE/s640/HPIM0065.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful penmanship&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EgG_4bTWpWE/TskRGaoQJkI/AAAAAAAAAME/KsPvh9rDXAQ/s1600/HPIM0066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="416" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EgG_4bTWpWE/TskRGaoQJkI/AAAAAAAAAME/KsPvh9rDXAQ/s640/HPIM0066.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of the pages show wear from age&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCJVah2E4G4/TskRDcc68OI/AAAAAAAAAL0/8Bc_c8BrI1k/s1600/HPIM0064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="436" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCJVah2E4G4/TskRDcc68OI/AAAAAAAAAL0/8Bc_c8BrI1k/s640/HPIM0064.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; 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margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eeI7DDG89IY/TrOmzDTbXHI/AAAAAAAAALM/KSCOHoDJyms/s1600/il_570xN.249529141.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eeI7DDG89IY/TrOmzDTbXHI/AAAAAAAAALM/KSCOHoDJyms/s640/il_570xN.249529141.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Indian bead bag from the 1870's&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the sellers description : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre 1874 Crocheted Beaded Bag with Story.  This extraordinarily  beaded bag which measures 10" long and 2.5" across is crocheted  incorporating beads in every possible place you could put a bead.  The  beads are all hand made and thus somewhat irregular.  Besides the beaded  crocheted into the bag itself, there are many tassels of beads in rows  from the top to the bottom of the bag.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the bag itself, a  note typed on a 3 X 5 card was with the bag giving it's history.  It is  written by Mrs. E. B. Hoagland who would have been born in 1867 and if I  do my math right, it would have been typed in 1944 when Mrs Hoagland  was 77 years of age.  (This substantiated by the typed note.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  bag itself is truly stunning and with the story, it makes it even more  incredible.  It is very rare that you get a piece that has a story and  history with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to a friend of mine who herself is in  her 70s and has done needlework all of her life says that the beads that  are translucent would be even more beautiful if cleaned.  I will not  clean this bag as I do not wish to risk possible damage to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  have had a very hard time deciding whether to sell it or keep it, but I  have decided to offer it to someone who will truly appreciate it for  what it is and it's story.  It is truly a very unusual find and is  priced accordingly.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a couple of threads that need to be "caught" so they don't unravel.  Otherwise the bag is in perfect condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-atzzKWsszUQ/TrOm02wNQjI/AAAAAAAAALU/g3lAQY2RDbM/s1600/il_570xN.249529233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-atzzKWsszUQ/TrOm02wNQjI/AAAAAAAAALU/g3lAQY2RDbM/s640/il_570xN.249529233.jpg" width="308" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Such amazing work&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yqNECDcx-6E/TrOm1xF3R8I/AAAAAAAAALc/Mx48QfuC7gY/s1600/il_570xN.249498192.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="387" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yqNECDcx-6E/TrOm1xF3R8I/AAAAAAAAALc/Mx48QfuC7gY/s640/il_570xN.249498192.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-6482226988131178887?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/6482226988131178887/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/11/pre-1874-crocheted-beaded-bag-with.html#comment-form' title='2 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/6482226988131178887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/6482226988131178887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/11/pre-1874-crocheted-beaded-bag-with.html' title='Pre 1874 Crocheted Beaded Bag with Story'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eeI7DDG89IY/TrOmzDTbXHI/AAAAAAAAALM/KSCOHoDJyms/s72-c/il_570xN.249529141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-4755946079305157486</id><published>2011-10-23T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T13:22:42.015-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antique needlework'/><title type='text'>Irish crochet reticule purses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qiARlFVjpIE/TqR1iJAZc-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/TeUlWpG9lAg/s1600/HPIM0050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="393" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qiARlFVjpIE/TqR1iJAZc-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/TeUlWpG9lAg/s400/HPIM0050.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Irish rose crochet purse&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here are some photos of two Irish crochet reticule purses in my collection. They are not too tiny, both are about 20 cm long.. The black one has a ripped silk lining inside, and is missing an acorn, but otherwise both are in good condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container"&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I wonder where those two purses have been.....? Perhaps to the theater, or ballet ? Or simply to the restaurant ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both are excellent example of neat, and durable worksmanship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xcNaWBxPxtw/TqR1cVaDFmI/AAAAAAAAAKk/lpQt9KU2SKk/s1600/HPIM0047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xcNaWBxPxtw/TqR1cVaDFmI/AAAAAAAAAKk/lpQt9KU2SKk/s640/HPIM0047.JPG" width="630" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Irish crochet reticule&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_DRfIVCP8Tw/TqR1fXLWkLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ifOmYvbjVts/s1600/HPIM0048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_DRfIVCP8Tw/TqR1fXLWkLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ifOmYvbjVts/s400/HPIM0048.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lovely acorn fringe.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-4755946079305157486?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/4755946079305157486/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/10/irish-crochet-reticule-purses.html#comment-form' title='4 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/4755946079305157486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/4755946079305157486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/10/irish-crochet-reticule-purses.html' title='Irish crochet reticule purses'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qiARlFVjpIE/TqR1iJAZc-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/TeUlWpG9lAg/s72-c/HPIM0050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-4536061581762457394</id><published>2011-10-23T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T08:12:58.660-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antique needlework'/><title type='text'>Sewing circle tintype</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;This is a nice antique tintype photo of some young ladies doing sewing together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WNvqp5eiPCQ/TqQutHQqNEI/AAAAAAAAAKc/I1yU-Rl7-HM/s1600/il_fullxfull.276948542.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WNvqp5eiPCQ/TqQutHQqNEI/AAAAAAAAAKc/I1yU-Rl7-HM/s640/il_fullxfull.276948542.jpg" width="464" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is available for sale from this seller :&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/83482652/sewing-circle-tintype?ref=v1_other_1"&gt;http://www.etsy.com/listing/83482652/sewing-circle-tintype?ref=v1_other_1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-4536061581762457394?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/4536061581762457394/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/10/sewing-circle-tintype.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/4536061581762457394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/4536061581762457394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/10/sewing-circle-tintype.html' title='Sewing circle tintype'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WNvqp5eiPCQ/TqQutHQqNEI/AAAAAAAAAKc/I1yU-Rl7-HM/s72-c/il_fullxfull.276948542.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-6706977989369686957</id><published>2011-09-19T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T12:06:04.625-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old norway'/><title type='text'>Kongsberg - Heddal stave church</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;These photos were taken by my husband of the stave church in Kongsberg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been rainning a lot, so these were the best shots he could get..... I hope I can go and visit it one day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QXHC9d6G7Cg/TneRwCjJElI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Hw0PaO_XMgQ/s1600/HPIM0016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QXHC9d6G7Cg/TneRwCjJElI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Hw0PaO_XMgQ/s640/HPIM0016.JPG" width="452" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stave church in Kongsberg&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pRpaLt4nqoA/TneRzOIQ1AI/AAAAAAAAAKU/hWo47h_aOmE/s1600/HPIM0019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pRpaLt4nqoA/TneRzOIQ1AI/AAAAAAAAAKU/hWo47h_aOmE/s640/HPIM0019.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful carvings&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BMjRTSg5AYg/TneR6NCoOeI/AAAAAAAAAKY/SzD5JwW2EQ4/s1600/HPIM0022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BMjRTSg5AYg/TneR6NCoOeI/AAAAAAAAAKY/SzD5JwW2EQ4/s640/HPIM0022.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link : &lt;a href="http://www.heddalstavkirke.no/lang/gb"&gt;http://www.heddalstavkirke.no/lang/gb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-6706977989369686957?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/6706977989369686957/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/09/kongsberg-heddal-stave-church.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/6706977989369686957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/6706977989369686957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/09/kongsberg-heddal-stave-church.html' title='Kongsberg - Heddal stave church'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QXHC9d6G7Cg/TneRwCjJElI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Hw0PaO_XMgQ/s72-c/HPIM0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-2300214293832616445</id><published>2011-08-05T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T04:16:22.398-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antique needlework'/><title type='text'>Marie Angenieux's sampler</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="138"&gt;I bought this beautiful French sampler on Ebay some years back. It had to have it reframed as the original frame was damaged, and&amp;nbsp; I had asked the seller to send it to me unframed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="237"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;It is done on fine weave, with silk threads. I believe it was the work of a young lady, as I see no obvious mistakes. It features a poem of endearment to her parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;I might be wrong, but the date is written&amp;nbsp; - &lt;em&gt;2&amp;nbsp; 7bre 1844&lt;/em&gt;. I believe it is 2 september 1844.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hI4UnSLfb-E/TjvPO3-NKmI/AAAAAAAAAKM/VDtCEf-xc-k/s1600/HPIM0028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="584px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hI4UnSLfb-E/TjvPO3-NKmI/AAAAAAAAAKM/VDtCEf-xc-k/s640/HPIM0028.JPG" t$="true" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" closure_uid_6b5l4v="228" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sampler from 1844&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cher papa et chere maman&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ce n'est point en offrant des fleurs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que je veux peindre ma tendresse ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De leurs parfums, de leurs couleurs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;En peu d'instants le charme cesse.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;la rose nait en un moment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;En un moment elle est fletris ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mais ce que pour vous mon coeur sent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ne finira qu'avec ma vie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Outre Furens ce 2 7bre 1844&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Fait par Marie Angenieux&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;In English it would translate as :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear papa and mother&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="299"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is not in offering flowers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;That I want to paint my tenderness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of their perfums, and their colours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a short instant the charm is done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The rose is born in a moment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="297"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in a moment she is withered&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;But what my heart feels for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="298"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will only end with my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_6b5l4v="147"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-2300214293832616445?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/2300214293832616445/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/08/marie-angenieuxs-sampler.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/2300214293832616445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/2300214293832616445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/08/marie-angenieuxs-sampler.html' title='Marie Angenieux&apos;s sampler'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hI4UnSLfb-E/TjvPO3-NKmI/AAAAAAAAAKM/VDtCEf-xc-k/s72-c/HPIM0028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-6521678874727891934</id><published>2011-07-06T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T10:00:31.265-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portrait of an old house'/><title type='text'>Last photos......</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WEMCbKlP2k/ThSR4dE8BCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Ge0ouHlq1yU/s1600/SSA51819.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WEMCbKlP2k/ThSR4dE8BCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Ge0ouHlq1yU/s640/SSA51819.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Downstairs&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These are the last photos in ' Portrait of an old house'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a sort of odd saddeness to say farewell to a place where one has lived, loved, cried, laughted, and raised their children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took most of our furnitures and belongings, but did not have the time or space to take everything. We leave behind many good memories, some frustrations..... leaks in the roof, and a pink climbing rose that was too tall to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pIXyEEyya7o/ThSUZ3FvWsI/AAAAAAAAAKI/5rpA7wNqk_Q/s1600/SSA51818.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pIXyEEyya7o/ThSUZ3FvWsI/AAAAAAAAAKI/5rpA7wNqk_Q/s640/SSA51818.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My room&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BnnxWcWxG1s/ThSQ6Recr7I/AAAAAAAAAJw/U8RtxUl-Axk/s1600/SSA51815.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BnnxWcWxG1s/ThSQ6Recr7I/AAAAAAAAAJw/U8RtxUl-Axk/s640/SSA51815.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Upstairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-6521678874727891934?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/6521678874727891934/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/07/last-photos.html#comment-form' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/6521678874727891934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/6521678874727891934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/07/last-photos.html' title='Last photos......'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WEMCbKlP2k/ThSR4dE8BCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Ge0ouHlq1yU/s72-c/SSA51819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-7441948343366755948</id><published>2011-05-31T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T01:51:56.697-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antique needlework'/><title type='text'>Souvenir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I acquired this little embroidery a few years ago, it features delicate flowers stitched on gauze in petit point with silk threads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In the Victorian era cards, gifts and small embroideries often had the French word ' Souvenir' on them....maybe this had been a present to a departing friend ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q96pwc9ydbA/TeSkJ6NjGJI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Z-QYTX2Nd98/s1600/SSA51742.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="448" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q96pwc9ydbA/TeSkJ6NjGJI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Z-QYTX2Nd98/s640/SSA51742.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Souvenir&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--DurRvpkgZY/TeSkNpOVaBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/zjjB2ysaTkE/s1600/SSA51743.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--DurRvpkgZY/TeSkNpOVaBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/zjjB2ysaTkE/s400/SSA51743.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Neat, and tiny stitches in silk&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-7441948343366755948?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/7441948343366755948/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/souvenir.html#comment-form' title='3 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/7441948343366755948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/7441948343366755948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/souvenir.html' title='Souvenir'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q96pwc9ydbA/TeSkJ6NjGJI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Z-QYTX2Nd98/s72-c/SSA51742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-6752599168073532336</id><published>2011-04-27T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T14:42:37.204-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily life'/><title type='text'>Antique Singer sewing machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;My husband bought me this old Singer sewing machine at a charity shop for Valentine day a couple years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singers are not that expensive as they were so many of them produced, and since they were such good quality they were rarely discarded and you can easily find them at second hand, or antique dealers. Older models, or intact machines with matching box,&amp;nbsp;decoration and accessories fetch higher prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But personally I feel a well worn model has more charm, just picture the mother sitting for hours in front of her machine, sewing clothe for her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing a couple parts, but works. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5wfEe_SwoTg/TbgIYqEyRGI/AAAAAAAAAJc/wM8XNcx1hyI/s1600/SSA51647.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="350px" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5wfEe_SwoTg/TbgIYqEyRGI/AAAAAAAAAJc/wM8XNcx1hyI/s640/SSA51647.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Singer sewing machine&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Each Singer has a serial number, and if you write to the company they can give you a little information about your machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y1eFZPQ6nI/TbgIdlZYGwI/AAAAAAAAAJg/1djyucLuRhA/s1600/SSA51648.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228px" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y1eFZPQ6nI/TbgIdlZYGwI/AAAAAAAAAJg/1djyucLuRhA/s320/SSA51648.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Made in 1899&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Here is the email I received :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Thank you for writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Please find below, requested manufacture dates on your Singer Sewing Machines:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;SERIAL NUMBER&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; MODEL NUMBER&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;DATE &amp;amp; LOCATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;16165285 Number&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 28K Machine&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; April 27&amp;nbsp;1899 in Kilbowie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Cordially,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Singer Consumer Affairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:TalkToUs@SingerCo.com"&gt;TalkToUs@SingerCo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-6752599168073532336?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/6752599168073532336/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/antique-singer-sewing-machine.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/6752599168073532336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/6752599168073532336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/antique-singer-sewing-machine.html' title='Antique Singer sewing machine'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5wfEe_SwoTg/TbgIYqEyRGI/AAAAAAAAAJc/wM8XNcx1hyI/s72-c/SSA51647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-1999745702045496507</id><published>2011-04-17T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T23:54:44.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portrait of an old house'/><title type='text'>The back window</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I'll admit, I love windows. They are the eyes of house, and reflect the personality of the people living there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This window is in the back of the house, it faces the rocky cliff. No one sees it, and the wall was painted rather roughtly..... yet, the little flowers that bloomed on the ledge during the winter months, give it a certain charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XbuBFctQP18/Tavfowt-lRI/AAAAAAAAAJY/lIjur8FgbzA/s1600/SSA51589.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XbuBFctQP18/Tavfowt-lRI/AAAAAAAAAJY/lIjur8FgbzA/s640/SSA51589.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Notice the pink perlagonia bloom...?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-1999745702045496507?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/1999745702045496507/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/back-window.html#comment-form' title='2 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/1999745702045496507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/1999745702045496507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/back-window.html' title='The back window'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XbuBFctQP18/Tavfowt-lRI/AAAAAAAAAJY/lIjur8FgbzA/s72-c/SSA51589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-731268904272305612</id><published>2011-04-14T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T04:19:47.794-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old norway'/><title type='text'>10, and 25 øre coins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Some years back my husband bought at a used dealer, a jar full of 10, and 25 øre coins. Those coins are out of circulation for years now, and since&amp;nbsp; the government now will also be doing away with the 50 øre coins it makes one think back about simpler days, when a little was worth a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xtx9i2sRiLk/TabX2zXxcbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/toXpEjZ0Lk0/s1600/SSA51570.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="497px" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xtx9i2sRiLk/TabX2zXxcbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/toXpEjZ0Lk0/s640/SSA51570.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8jlvbYWY3rA/TabX_P5wsVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/J0NLYizmPD0/s1600/SSA51572.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234px" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8jlvbYWY3rA/TabX_P5wsVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/J0NLYizmPD0/s320/SSA51572.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Different models from the 50's through the 90's&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-731268904272305612?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/731268904272305612/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/10-and-25-re-coins.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/731268904272305612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/731268904272305612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/10-and-25-re-coins.html' title='10, and 25 øre coins'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xtx9i2sRiLk/TabX2zXxcbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/toXpEjZ0Lk0/s72-c/SSA51570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-1998504123231725125</id><published>2011-04-14T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T04:13:40.489-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old norway'/><title type='text'>The end of the 50 øre coin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;On the 1st of Mai 2012 the 50 øre coin from Norway&amp;nbsp;will be history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep an old jam jar in on a ledge in my pantry where I save the little coins that I find in my husband's pockets when I do the laundry, that take up space in my wallet, and that I find on the ground. Most are 50 øre coins, as they seem to be forgotten in an ever modernising world where most people ( including me ) use their bank cards to avoid having to count coins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if I should turn them in, or save them......?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WYX6AThXSdc/TabWL6-ileI/AAAAAAAAAJM/vYEPnyligfU/s1600/SSA51573.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="187px" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WYX6AThXSdc/TabWL6-ileI/AAAAAAAAAJM/vYEPnyligfU/s320/SSA51573.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Norwegian 50 øre coin&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-1998504123231725125?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/1998504123231725125/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/end-of-50-re-coin.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/1998504123231725125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/1998504123231725125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/end-of-50-re-coin.html' title='The end of the 50 øre coin'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WYX6AThXSdc/TabWL6-ileI/AAAAAAAAAJM/vYEPnyligfU/s72-c/SSA51573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-839182905729768442</id><published>2011-03-23T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T13:53:22.496-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily life'/><title type='text'>Found in the snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I found this well used, monogrammed fork in the snow... ( silver plated ? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is anyone missing a fork from their collection ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-LqoAa7Ag2L4/TYnRFbqcA2I/AAAAAAAAAJI/GU1DO7RSNok/s1600/Uten+navn+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="434" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-LqoAa7Ag2L4/TYnRFbqcA2I/AAAAAAAAAJI/GU1DO7RSNok/s640/Uten+navn+1.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-_LQy556qZas/TYnQpOHaHRI/AAAAAAAAAJE/myOP2Q6EijQ/s1600/SSA51487.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-_LQy556qZas/TYnQpOHaHRI/AAAAAAAAAJE/myOP2Q6EijQ/s320/SSA51487.JPG" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Monogram E F&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-839182905729768442?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/839182905729768442/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/03/found-in-snow.html#comment-form' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/839182905729768442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/839182905729768442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/03/found-in-snow.html' title='Found in the snow'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-LqoAa7Ag2L4/TYnRFbqcA2I/AAAAAAAAAJI/GU1DO7RSNok/s72-c/Uten+navn+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-6548094503765157784</id><published>2011-03-23T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T03:48:59.363-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portrait of an old house'/><title type='text'>Odds and ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Little things that were found buried in the ground behind the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little aluminum pot and an old pocket watch cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-58YCHlMxnDI/TYnPth2BbYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/qlQizgQvAa0/s1600/Uten+navn.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="323" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-58YCHlMxnDI/TYnPth2BbYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/qlQizgQvAa0/s640/Uten+navn.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty old pocket watch...perhaps a lady's ?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-7viTsjqdbBA/TYnPSA9biqI/AAAAAAAAAI8/5eC9h_BvbhQ/s1600/SSA51480.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="486" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-7viTsjqdbBA/TYnPSA9biqI/AAAAAAAAAI8/5eC9h_BvbhQ/s640/SSA51480.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-6548094503765157784?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/6548094503765157784/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/03/odds-and-ends.html#comment-form' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/6548094503765157784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/6548094503765157784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/03/odds-and-ends.html' title='Odds and ends'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-58YCHlMxnDI/TYnPth2BbYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/qlQizgQvAa0/s72-c/Uten+navn.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-8726195392439616082</id><published>2011-03-04T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T03:01:27.670-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old norway'/><title type='text'>Old Norwegian coin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Old Norwegian coin I found in the back of the house while I was watering my plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-C8UwHVD-2Zg/TXDGNmbk16I/AAAAAAAAAIw/3fEKIsQBLKA/s1600/Uten+navn+....JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="306" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-C8UwHVD-2Zg/TXDGNmbk16I/AAAAAAAAAIw/3fEKIsQBLKA/s640/Uten+navn+....JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/2 shilling from 1867&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-8726195392439616082?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/8726195392439616082/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/03/old-norwegian-coin.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/8726195392439616082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/8726195392439616082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/03/old-norwegian-coin.html' title='Old Norwegian coin'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-C8UwHVD-2Zg/TXDGNmbk16I/AAAAAAAAAIw/3fEKIsQBLKA/s72-c/Uten+navn+....JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-3709677243484268340</id><published>2011-02-23T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T00:54:43.690-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portrait of an old house'/><title type='text'>Leaffy ice designs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;These photos were taken by my husband last weekend, it's our bedroom window and it was about - 15 degrees the night before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it pretty ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mczt4ajyhSE/TWTLG8coQUI/AAAAAAAAAIs/nZYaVgSCRvE/s1600/SSA51314.....JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mczt4ajyhSE/TWTLG8coQUI/AAAAAAAAAIs/nZYaVgSCRvE/s640/SSA51314.....JPG" width="474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ObnHzGnkEeI/TWTKsvANxEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cIRkByv48FQ/s1600/SSA51312.....JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ObnHzGnkEeI/TWTKsvANxEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cIRkByv48FQ/s640/SSA51312.....JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ice on window, winter 2011&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-3709677243484268340?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/3709677243484268340/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/02/leaffy-ice-designs.html#comment-form' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/3709677243484268340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/3709677243484268340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/02/leaffy-ice-designs.html' title='Leaffy ice designs'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mczt4ajyhSE/TWTLG8coQUI/AAAAAAAAAIs/nZYaVgSCRvE/s72-c/SSA51314.....JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-4812435257779115179</id><published>2011-02-21T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T13:39:33.820-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wisdom from long ago'/><title type='text'>Ladies of the 1800's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here is a cute little description of ladies from the point of view of a writer from the 1800’.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This excerpt is taken from : The royal path of life&amp;nbsp; ( Thomas L. Haines )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the national traits of woman’s character: The English woman is respectful and proud, the French woman is gay and agreeable; the Italian is ardent and passionate; the American is sincere and affectionate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With an English woman love is a principle; with a French woman it is a caprice; with an Italian it is a passion; with an American it is a sentiment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man is married to an English lady; united to a French woman; cohabits with an Italian; and is wedded to an American. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An English woman is anxious to secure a lord; a French woman, a companion; an Italian, a lover; an American, a husband. The Englishman respects his lady; the Frenchman esteems his companion; the Italian adores his mistress; the American loves his wife. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night the Englishman returns to his house; the Frenchman to his establishment; the Italian to his retreat; the American to his home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When an Englishman is sick, his lady visits him, when a Frenchman is sick, his companion pities him; when an Italian is sick, his mistress sighs over him; when an American is sick, his wife nurses him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When an Englishman dies, his lady is bereaved; when a Frenchman dies, his companion grieves, when an Italian dies, his mistress laments hi; when an American dies, his wife mourns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An English woman instructs her offspring; a French woman teaches her progeny; an Italian rears her young; and American educates her child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-4812435257779115179?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/4812435257779115179/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/02/ladies-of-1800s.html#comment-form' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/4812435257779115179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/4812435257779115179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/02/ladies-of-1800s.html' title='Ladies of the 1800&apos;s'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-9094132825252482594</id><published>2011-02-08T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T05:47:54.469-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portrait of an old house'/><title type='text'>Living room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Here are a couple photos of our tiny living room. We are moving soon, so these are the last photos of 'Portrait of an old house', before we start packing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;living room&amp;nbsp;of 8 years&amp;nbsp;has a warped floor with original wooden boards, the ceiling only 200 cm high, and&amp;nbsp; about 10 sq meters, it was a challenge to find furniture that matched both the style, and available space.&amp;nbsp; All our furniture was bought second hand, and we have been satisfied with both our savings, and the 'vintage' look we were able to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we decided on a piano, we realised there was no space. So without any regret our large Philips TV was given away to neighbors, and we managed to squeeze a vintage&amp;nbsp;Ronisch piano into the little living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TVFG-HCmFgI/AAAAAAAAAIY/PJyJYV9bf_M/s1600/SSA51097+%252B%252B%252B.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="472" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TVFG-HCmFgI/AAAAAAAAAIY/PJyJYV9bf_M/s640/SSA51097+%252B%252B%252B.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our little living room&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ ﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TVFHop5o8xI/AAAAAAAAAIc/OGialXNyd1o/s1600/SSA51136%252B%252B....JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="446" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TVFHop5o8xI/AAAAAAAAAIc/OGialXNyd1o/s640/SSA51136%252B%252B....JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TVFJYZPOMkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rOSb4Al7-p4/s1600/SSA51141%252B%252B...JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="418" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TVFJYZPOMkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rOSb4Al7-p4/s640/SSA51141%252B%252B...JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-9094132825252482594?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/9094132825252482594/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/02/living-room.html#comment-form' title='3 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/9094132825252482594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/9094132825252482594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/02/living-room.html' title='Living room'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TVFG-HCmFgI/AAAAAAAAAIY/PJyJYV9bf_M/s72-c/SSA51097+%252B%252B%252B.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-3320299712828359840</id><published>2011-02-01T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T07:04:40.928-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health and beauty'/><title type='text'>Moustache brush</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Another little treasure from my husband's collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little well used moustache brush with its&amp;nbsp;leather case, &amp;nbsp;must have belonged to a well groomed gentlemen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TUggswlmO1I/AAAAAAAAAII/43Ux33zRHRU/s1600/SSA51061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="441" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TUggswlmO1I/AAAAAAAAAII/43Ux33zRHRU/s640/SSA51061.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moustache brush&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TUgfwWyGA7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/l6P6wLOrDz8/s1600/SSA51060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="568" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TUgfwWyGA7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/l6P6wLOrDz8/s640/SSA51060.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Decorated with a little silver picture of the famous Hans Sachs statue.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Hans Sachs, who was actually a cobbler, is one of&amp;nbsp;Nurnberg's most well-loved historical figures. He wrote more than 400 songs, 400 tragedies and left behind as many as 2000 quotes. Konrad Kraußers statue (1874), which stands in the middle of this square shows the poet sitting down, surrounded by books. His house which was once a tourist attraction burnt down during the war but his words are kept alive by the Hans-Sachs Players who perform at regular intervals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of : &lt;a href="http://www.nileguide.com/destination/nuremberg/things-to-do/hans-sachs-platz-und-hans-sachs-denkmal/661678"&gt;http://www.nileguide.com/destination/nuremberg/things-to-do/hans-sachs-platz-und-hans-sachs-denkmal/661678&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-3320299712828359840?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/3320299712828359840/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/02/moustache-brush.html#comment-form' title='2 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/3320299712828359840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/3320299712828359840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/02/moustache-brush.html' title='Moustache brush'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TUggswlmO1I/AAAAAAAAAII/43Ux33zRHRU/s72-c/SSA51061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-928362288307692762</id><published>2011-01-19T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T14:25:25.988-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily life'/><title type='text'>Vintage carving set</title><content type='html'>I would probably not dare use real antiques in day-to-day life, but many vintage items are still in working condition and their availability makes it&amp;nbsp;affordable to have some pretty little things around the house, and in use without feeling like one is diminishing their value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This vintage carving set was bought on Ebay from France, bone handle, lovely design and still in its original box.&amp;nbsp; I would date it as the first half of last century, old, beautiful, and the knife though well used, sharpened to perfection and was used for several Christmas dinners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TTdjmpa2sBI/AAAAAAAAAH4/p5FIHsdwS7E/s1600/SSA51055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="350" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TTdjmpa2sBI/AAAAAAAAAH4/p5FIHsdwS7E/s640/SSA51055.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vintage french carving set&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TTdkEojoKXI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qlIrzlTKnL8/s1600/SSA51056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TTdkEojoKXI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qlIrzlTKnL8/s640/SSA51056.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TTdkwv2c9jI/AAAAAAAAAIA/YarQ2FfGfNY/s1600/SSA51059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TTdkwv2c9jI/AAAAAAAAAIA/YarQ2FfGfNY/s320/SSA51059.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lovely details&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-928362288307692762?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/928362288307692762/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/01/vintage-carving-set.html#comment-form' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/928362288307692762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/928362288307692762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/01/vintage-carving-set.html' title='Vintage carving set'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TTdjmpa2sBI/AAAAAAAAAH4/p5FIHsdwS7E/s72-c/SSA51055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-7975521901056724435</id><published>2011-01-05T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T04:55:22.543-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily life'/><title type='text'>Filigree needle case</title><content type='html'>My husband picked&amp;nbsp; up this old filigree needle case at an antique dealer for cheap because it is quite damaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real filigree is wires twisted, and bend into intricate patterns, it was a time consuming art and usually made with precious metals. Now days there are many items marked' filigree' which are nothing more than stamped, or laser cut decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that the needle case is a bit flattened, and missing some of the wires, I still find the design amazing and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TSRpsJSryJI/AAAAAAAAAH0/y9ZlDM-z2NE/s1600/SSA50959.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="362" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TSRpsJSryJI/AAAAAAAAAH0/y9ZlDM-z2NE/s640/SSA50959.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Antique filigree needle case&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-7975521901056724435?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/7975521901056724435/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/01/filigree-needle-case.html#comment-form' title='3 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/7975521901056724435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/7975521901056724435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/01/filigree-needle-case.html' title='Filigree needle case'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TSRpsJSryJI/AAAAAAAAAH0/y9ZlDM-z2NE/s72-c/SSA50959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-6886945214070373920</id><published>2011-01-05T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T04:49:02.185-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily life'/><title type='text'>Old bow compass</title><content type='html'>My husband found this old bow compass on his way to work one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in an old shipping, fishing town, bow compasses were used to measure distances on maps, especially on boats...I wonder who it had belong to, and what they had used it for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TSRomdo4YKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/UUQ_VIYJjsg/s1600/SSA50962.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TSRomdo4YKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/UUQ_VIYJjsg/s320/SSA50962.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bow compass&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-6886945214070373920?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/6886945214070373920/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/01/old-bow-compass.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/6886945214070373920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/6886945214070373920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2011/01/old-bow-compass.html' title='Old bow compass'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TSRomdo4YKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/UUQ_VIYJjsg/s72-c/SSA50962.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-6329347121427790946</id><published>2010-12-26T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T23:57:10.410-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old norway'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TQvDTjueGUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/nCiQ4ErMCMs/s1600/Adolph_Tidemand_Norsk_juleskik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TQvDTjueGUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/nCiQ4ErMCMs/s640/Adolph_Tidemand_Norsk_juleskik.jpg" width="474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adolph Tidemand 1846&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-6329347121427790946?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/6329347121427790946/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/6329347121427790946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/6329347121427790946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-2010.html' title='Merry Christmas 2010'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TQvDTjueGUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/nCiQ4ErMCMs/s72-c/Adolph_Tidemand_Norsk_juleskik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-853490070313320378</id><published>2010-12-17T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T12:25:25.626-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simpler days'/><title type='text'>More cottage life</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TQvHIJvOA1I/AAAAAAAAAHo/yqTdkIvHDCo/s1600/1c19c40ccfb9t.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="542" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TQvHIJvOA1I/AAAAAAAAAHo/yqTdkIvHDCo/s640/1c19c40ccfb9t.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kilian Zoll &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TQvGxRk4eoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/PrpkJbQxJHU/s1600/b59b5a98b59ft.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="488" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TQvGxRk4eoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/PrpkJbQxJHU/s640/b59b5a98b59ft.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bengt Nordenberg &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-853490070313320378?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/853490070313320378/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/12/more-cottage-life.html#comment-form' title='2 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/853490070313320378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/853490070313320378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/12/more-cottage-life.html' title='More cottage life'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TQvHIJvOA1I/AAAAAAAAAHo/yqTdkIvHDCo/s72-c/1c19c40ccfb9t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-1289461852879568436</id><published>2010-12-17T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T12:22:56.748-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simpler days'/><title type='text'>The cottage life</title><content type='html'>﻿ ﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TQvGYMpomjI/AAAAAAAAAHg/O1eF4hbgnac/s1600/b5ec87ceb9a3t.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="468" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TQvGYMpomjI/AAAAAAAAAHg/O1eF4hbgnac/s640/b5ec87ceb9a3t.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ernst Josephson&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TQvFWXgpUwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/bGkXq8cWG0Q/s1600/a9fea379cf58.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TQvFWXgpUwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/bGkXq8cWG0Q/s640/a9fea379cf58.jpg" width="542" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Knud Bergslien &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-1289461852879568436?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/1289461852879568436/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/12/cottage-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/1289461852879568436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/1289461852879568436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/12/cottage-life.html' title='The cottage life'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TQvGYMpomjI/AAAAAAAAAHg/O1eF4hbgnac/s72-c/b5ec87ceb9a3t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-6242672600817047870</id><published>2010-12-04T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T12:32:34.329-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old norway'/><title type='text'>Winter in Norway</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Here are several painting depicting Norway in the winter time by artist Gustav Wentzel. ( 7 october 1859 - 10 February 1927 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TPp2TT8GG8I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/SqWQ9zgD97A/s1600/GUSTAV%257E1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="512" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TPp2TT8GG8I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/SqWQ9zgD97A/s640/GUSTAV%257E1.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vinterlandskap i Vågå, 1914&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TPp1iTcuV4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/dl8bmkWru3w/s1600/skirenn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="470" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TPp1iTcuV4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/dl8bmkWru3w/s640/skirenn.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Skirenn i Fjelkenbakken&lt;/em&gt;, Asker (1898).&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-6242672600817047870?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/6242672600817047870/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/12/winter-in-norway.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/6242672600817047870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/6242672600817047870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/12/winter-in-norway.html' title='Winter in Norway'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TPp2TT8GG8I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/SqWQ9zgD97A/s72-c/GUSTAV%257E1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-3313694434814281399</id><published>2010-12-02T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T12:33:07.841-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portrait of an old house'/><title type='text'>The little house under the cliff</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Holmestrand&amp;nbsp;the little town we live in is built at the foot of a high cliff on one side, and touching the Oslo fjord on the other. As the town grew the population built homes on the top of the cliff, so at present the larger part of the town is up the hill. But the old town, train, bus station and main offices are in the center at the bottom, while the residencial area is above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; See our little red house at the bottom of the high rocky cliff ? It may look dangerous, but there&amp;nbsp;are security&amp;nbsp;netting and the house has stood there for nearly 200 year after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TPdiy980_bI/AAAAAAAAAHE/rNJwANoL-fc/s1600/SSA51054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TPdiy980_bI/AAAAAAAAAHE/rNJwANoL-fc/s640/SSA51054.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Holmestrand&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-3313694434814281399?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/3313694434814281399/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/12/little-house-under-cliff.html#comment-form' title='2 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/3313694434814281399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/3313694434814281399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/12/little-house-under-cliff.html' title='The little house under the cliff'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TPdiy980_bI/AAAAAAAAAHE/rNJwANoL-fc/s72-c/SSA51054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-5018982112090143766</id><published>2010-12-02T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T01:17:18.319-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portrait of an old house'/><title type='text'>Iced windows</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This month&amp;nbsp;has been in some parts of Norway the coldest November in over 140 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Take a look at the ice on our windows, even with the wood fire going for hours, the ice does not melt...at least it saves me from having to wash the windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The windows frames are typical of the&amp;nbsp;beginning of the last century, and&amp;nbsp;there are&amp;nbsp;a couple of the single glass panes that are not completely clear and thus would be originals, or very old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TPde1_Wo9qI/AAAAAAAAAHA/kt6pWdR8Oks/s1600/SSA50821.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TPde1_Wo9qI/AAAAAAAAAHA/kt6pWdR8Oks/s640/SSA50821.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;November 2010&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-5018982112090143766?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/5018982112090143766/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/12/iced-windows.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/5018982112090143766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/5018982112090143766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/12/iced-windows.html' title='Iced windows'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TPde1_Wo9qI/AAAAAAAAAHA/kt6pWdR8Oks/s72-c/SSA50821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-5056261116128859519</id><published>2010-11-16T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T01:52:00.308-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health and beauty'/><title type='text'>A ladies shaving kit</title><content type='html'>This sweet little lady's toilet &lt;em&gt;necessaire&lt;/em&gt; is part of my husband's 1800's collection. Paper box with a lovely&amp;nbsp; picture on the&amp;nbsp; cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty porcelain cup, but I am not sure the brush is from the original set as it is plastic and stamper '&amp;nbsp;M. USA, sterilised ' at the bottom. I would suppose such a pretty set would have had a more feminine brush, probably also from better material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it does not distract too much from the overall beauty of the boxed set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TOJUC8XcVQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/GqO8V_ZiiU0/s1600/SSA50786+3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TOJUC8XcVQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/GqO8V_ZiiU0/s640/SSA50786+3.JPG" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TOJSAzpmMYI/AAAAAAAAAG4/6P9u_o4gVzQ/s1600/SSA50785+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="409" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TOJSAzpmMYI/AAAAAAAAAG4/6P9u_o4gVzQ/s640/SSA50785+2.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lady's shaving kit&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-5056261116128859519?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/5056261116128859519/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/11/ladies-shaving-kit.html#comment-form' title='3 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/5056261116128859519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/5056261116128859519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/11/ladies-shaving-kit.html' title='A ladies shaving kit'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TOJUC8XcVQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/GqO8V_ZiiU0/s72-c/SSA50786+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-7059337349788285332</id><published>2010-11-04T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T01:35:27.530-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portrait of an old house'/><title type='text'>The upstair window</title><content type='html'>Though&amp;nbsp;this window does get&amp;nbsp;a thin&amp;nbsp;cover of ice on it's pane in the worst months, &amp;nbsp;is the best place for my plants to winter. I always place my Pelargoniums there in late autumn, &amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp; they are&amp;nbsp;quite happy&amp;nbsp;till summer when they are taken out again into the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TNJvLnc6-LI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mWqN6oiKTZE/s1600/other+window.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TNJvLnc6-LI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mWqN6oiKTZE/s640/other+window.jpg" width="482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The upstair window&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-7059337349788285332?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/7059337349788285332/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/11/upstair-window.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/7059337349788285332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/7059337349788285332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/11/upstair-window.html' title='The upstair window'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TNJvLnc6-LI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mWqN6oiKTZE/s72-c/other+window.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-4103438361855505528</id><published>2010-10-28T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T01:25:39.483-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old norway'/><title type='text'>Tired mother</title><content type='html'>I always loved this painting by the Norwegian artist Christian Krohg&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; ( Born 13. august 1852 in Vestre Aker, died 16. oktober 1925 in Oslo, painter, write, and journalist.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shows a young mother sleeping near her babies crib, totally exhausted. There is bowl of porridge on the table, and she was knitting sock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TMkzCnfmhpI/AAAAAAAAAGk/x_pTqhY682Y/s1600/Christian_Krohg-Sovende_mor_med_barn_1883.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="488" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TMkzCnfmhpI/AAAAAAAAAGk/x_pTqhY682Y/s640/Christian_Krohg-Sovende_mor_med_barn_1883.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sovende mor med barn ( Sleeping mother and child )&amp;nbsp;1883&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-4103438361855505528?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/4103438361855505528/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/10/tired-mother.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/4103438361855505528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/4103438361855505528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/10/tired-mother.html' title='Tired mother'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TMkzCnfmhpI/AAAAAAAAAGk/x_pTqhY682Y/s72-c/Christian_Krohg-Sovende_mor_med_barn_1883.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-7986794859087123005</id><published>2010-10-20T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T01:44:21.553-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health and beauty'/><title type='text'>Ladies with long hair</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; These photos are not my own ( a little beyond my budget, but can be bought here :&amp;nbsp; )&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/56883451/rare-civil-war-era-photo-idd-woman-with"&gt;http://www.etsy.com/listing/56883451/rare-civil-war-era-photo-idd-woman-with&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/57993065/antique-photo-of-victorian-girl-with"&gt;http://www.etsy.com/listing/57993065/antique-photo-of-victorian-girl-with&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Most ladies in the 1800's posed with hats, or fancy hair styles, so I thought these were very interesting photos of young women with very long hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TL6rwFC53YI/AAAAAAAAAGg/zuQjBXB3xTo/s1600/il_430xN_180049600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TL6rwFC53YI/AAAAAAAAAGg/zuQjBXB3xTo/s640/il_430xN_180049600.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Antique Photo of Victorian Girl with Very Long Hair / Pach Bros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TL6p0osO_SI/AAAAAAAAAGc/m41dEXNGjDg/s1600/il_fullxfull_176336683.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TL6p0osO_SI/AAAAAAAAAGc/m41dEXNGjDg/s640/il_fullxfull_176336683.jpg" width="396" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Rare Civil War Era Photo ID'd Woman with Very Long Hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-7986794859087123005?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/7986794859087123005/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/10/ladies-with-long-hair.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/7986794859087123005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/7986794859087123005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/10/ladies-with-long-hair.html' title='Ladies with long hair'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TL6rwFC53YI/AAAAAAAAAGg/zuQjBXB3xTo/s72-c/il_430xN_180049600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-1949648376024206050</id><published>2010-10-18T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T04:05:07.975-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WW 1'/><title type='text'>WW 1 postcards</title><content type='html'>Here are two WW 1 army &amp;nbsp;postcards from my husband's collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Printed in great britain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;God Keep You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;An unused string in Memory's harp, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Was softly touched to-day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;And thoughts of you came crowding fast, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;God keep you dear alway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I Miss You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I miss you in the morning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And miss you so at night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The days are long without you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And nothing seems just right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TLwpTpGwEkI/AAAAAAAAAGY/BP6Ds_bwbY4/s1600/SSA50696.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="486" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TLwpTpGwEkI/AAAAAAAAAGY/BP6Ds_bwbY4/s640/SSA50696.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;WW 1 postcards&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-1949648376024206050?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/1949648376024206050/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/10/ww-1-postcards.html#comment-form' title='2 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/1949648376024206050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/1949648376024206050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/10/ww-1-postcards.html' title='WW 1 postcards'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TLwpTpGwEkI/AAAAAAAAAGY/BP6Ds_bwbY4/s72-c/SSA50696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-1830934172945155749</id><published>2010-10-11T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T05:50:03.798-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily life'/><title type='text'>Heinz advertisement 1909</title><content type='html'>This full page advertisement for heinz ketchup is from the July 1909 edition of ' &lt;em&gt;The modern Priscilla'&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I find interesting in this 102 years old add, is that they explain that they have no preservatives in the ketchup. Our great, great grandparents were health consious even back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TLMGh-iLoiI/AAAAAAAAAGU/GH0AoAE0LzI/s1600/SSA50690.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TLMGh-iLoiI/AAAAAAAAAGU/GH0AoAE0LzI/s640/SSA50690.JPG" width="504" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heinz advertisement 1909&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The Heinz company was founded in Sharpsburg . USA in 1869, by Henry John Heinz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.heinz.com/our-company/about-heinz/history.aspx"&gt;http://www.heinz.com/our-company/about-heinz/history.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-1830934172945155749?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/1830934172945155749/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/10/heinz-advertisement-1909.html#comment-form' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/1830934172945155749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/1830934172945155749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/10/heinz-advertisement-1909.html' title='Heinz advertisement 1909'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TLMGh-iLoiI/AAAAAAAAAGU/GH0AoAE0LzI/s72-c/SSA50690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-6214502026974241770</id><published>2010-10-05T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T01:17:39.459-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Old Irish Bible</title><content type='html'>My husband's father gave him this Bible this summer for his birthday. It is an old Douay version, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&amp;nbsp;Approbabtion &amp;nbsp;is writen by Paul Cullen and dated 1865 ( The date is a little unclear, but it does look like a ..65 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Printed in dublin, cloth over board, a large volume. 24 x 31 cm, and 8 cm deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some beautiful black and white illustration inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TKrc06rYGmI/AAAAAAAAAGM/oH1s0TUDZ8E/s1600/SSA50677.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TKrc06rYGmI/AAAAAAAAAGM/oH1s0TUDZ8E/s400/SSA50677.JPG" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Douay Bible 1865&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TKre7ICDT7I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/aXF9netoYsQ/s1600/SSA50672.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="454" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TKre7ICDT7I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/aXF9netoYsQ/s640/SSA50672.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Illustrations&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paul Cullen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; (29 April 1803 – 24 October 1878) was a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roman_Catholic_Church" title="Roman Catholic Church"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Roman Catholic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Archbishop_of_Dublin_(Roman_Catholic)" title="Archbishop of Dublin (Roman Catholic)"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Archbishop of Dublin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; who became the first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ireland" title="Ireland"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Irish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cardinal_(Catholicism)" title="Cardinal (Catholicism)"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Cardinal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-6214502026974241770?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/6214502026974241770/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/10/old-irish-bible.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/6214502026974241770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/6214502026974241770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/10/old-irish-bible.html' title='Old Irish Bible'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TKrc06rYGmI/AAAAAAAAAGM/oH1s0TUDZ8E/s72-c/SSA50677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-900386356207570741</id><published>2010-09-29T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T01:37:27.879-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Hill's manual</title><content type='html'>If you were growing up in the United States in the late 1800's it is most probable that along with the family Bible you would have an Hill's Manual on your book shelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First published in 1873, it was repeatedly reprinted, and enlarged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preface.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The purpose of this book is to teach how to write the document correctly, and do the right thing at the right time in various important positions in life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;......The author of this volume realized the want of a work that would serve as a teacher and guide to those who desired an education, but have little opportunity for obtaining it.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Hill thought that everyone should know the basics of etiquette, and gentle upbringing no matter what their station in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book contains information covering just about every aspect of life, from daily hygiene, to how to write a complain letter, job application, how to address a monarch, what colors compliment the blond, versus the brunette, penmanship, poetry, etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My copy is from 1889, and on the front page is the name : &lt;em&gt;D B Campbell 1889&lt;/em&gt; written in ink&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is rare to find a copy in good condition, as it was a book that was well used, But it is possible to find it on Ebay, or antique book sales. There was a later reprint and I have seen copies on Amazon, and Alibris...though they lack the charm of the 1800's ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TKL6NRXPabI/AAAAAAAAAGE/eXdwKndzQzQ/s1600/SSA50660.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="371" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TKL6NRXPabI/AAAAAAAAAGE/eXdwKndzQzQ/s400/SSA50660.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hill's manual of sosial and business forms 1889&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-900386356207570741?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/900386356207570741/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/09/hills-manual.html#comment-form' title='2 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/900386356207570741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/900386356207570741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/09/hills-manual.html' title='Hill&apos;s manual'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TKL6NRXPabI/AAAAAAAAAGE/eXdwKndzQzQ/s72-c/SSA50660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-3252348950418213626</id><published>2010-09-20T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T03:59:35.047-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health and beauty'/><title type='text'>1930 gentlemans grooming kit</title><content type='html'>It is always amazing what you can find on Ebay, little time capsules of a by-gone era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband got this&amp;nbsp; leather grooming kit for a bargain from a&amp;nbsp; UK seller, still&amp;nbsp; in the original box, paper wrapping, and stamped at the bottom : 12 Dec 1938&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unused kit contains everything a gentlemen would need to&amp;nbsp;stay well &amp;nbsp;groomed while traveling. Comb, metal mirror, toothbrush box, clothes brush, shaving kit, and even the original shaving soap ( though it does smell rather 70 years old...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TJc92kLTgaI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UvJAs3TJKJ0/s1600/Bilde1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="562" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TJc92kLTgaI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UvJAs3TJKJ0/s640/Bilde1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boots&lt;/em&gt; toilet dept. kit&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TJc-Kw6iH3I/AAAAAAAAAF8/DOoir9BJ_7Y/s1600/Bilde2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="464" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TJc-Kw6iH3I/AAAAAAAAAF8/DOoir9BJ_7Y/s640/Bilde2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;All stamped 'Made in England'&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-3252348950418213626?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/3252348950418213626/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/09/1930-gentlemans-grooming-kit.html#comment-form' title='4 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/3252348950418213626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/3252348950418213626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/09/1930-gentlemans-grooming-kit.html' title='1930 gentlemans grooming kit'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TJc92kLTgaI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UvJAs3TJKJ0/s72-c/Bilde1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-4070714162845221334</id><published>2010-09-20T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T03:50:06.820-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portrait of an old house'/><title type='text'>The cellar</title><content type='html'>The old cellar door, less than 170 cm high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TJc8NaD1ewI/AAAAAAAAAFs/X1P4LnBOV-k/s1600/Bilde3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TJc8NaD1ewI/AAAAAAAAAFs/X1P4LnBOV-k/s640/Bilde3.jpg" width="458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The cellar&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-4070714162845221334?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/4070714162845221334/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/09/cellar.html#comment-form' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/4070714162845221334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/4070714162845221334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/09/cellar.html' title='The cellar'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TJc8NaD1ewI/AAAAAAAAAFs/X1P4LnBOV-k/s72-c/Bilde3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-3962874719297158129</id><published>2010-09-14T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T04:14:08.242-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old norway'/><title type='text'>Old farm in the fall</title><content type='html'>I bought this oil painting years ago at a flea market for about 10 $.&lt;br /&gt;Not a particular good painting, and badly framed.&amp;nbsp;But I always loved it....&lt;br /&gt;It has a nostalgic autumn feel about it, you can almost smell the dead leaves, and wet earth. The scenery is typical of the Norwegian rounded, and wooded mountains.&lt;br /&gt;There is a rough pencil signature..' MINALLE..? '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TI9Ypt8b4FI/AAAAAAAAAFk/jlFkHDZYDD8/s1600/painting+1+%2B.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="546" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TI9Ypt8b4FI/AAAAAAAAAFk/jlFkHDZYDD8/s640/painting+1+%2B.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Norwegian farm&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-3962874719297158129?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/3962874719297158129/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/09/old-farm-in-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/3962874719297158129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/3962874719297158129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/09/old-farm-in-fall.html' title='Old farm in the fall'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TI9Ypt8b4FI/AAAAAAAAAFk/jlFkHDZYDD8/s72-c/painting+1+%2B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-51170035060651594</id><published>2010-09-07T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T04:05:29.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portrait of an old house'/><title type='text'>The kitchen table</title><content type='html'>Here is a photo of my kitchen table, adorned with a filet crochet table cloth. The pattern used was from a 1911 filet booklet, and it took me well over a year to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The table is a solid oak ( ? ) country style model that I found in pieces behind the house when we first moved in. It is very heavy, narrow and a bit too low for comfortable dining, but it is the only table that fits 6 people into our tiny kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wonderful thing about old, and solid furniture is that you can roll your pies, knead your bread, and have the children do cutting, gluing, drawing on it without having to worry with damaging it. A good rub with sandpaper and it is as good as new....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TIYcABYIN7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/v2Nh-rdXsSI/s1600/Bilde1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TIYcABYIN7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/v2Nh-rdXsSI/s640/Bilde1.jpg" width="482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Filet crochet&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-51170035060651594?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/51170035060651594/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/09/kitchen-table.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/51170035060651594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/51170035060651594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/09/kitchen-table.html' title='The kitchen table'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TIYcABYIN7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/v2Nh-rdXsSI/s72-c/Bilde1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-8963178068964547285</id><published>2010-09-04T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T09:23:59.568-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WW 2'/><title type='text'>Old family photo</title><content type='html'>Here is a scan of an old photo showing the allies ( americans )&amp;nbsp;arriving in Fouchere ( France ) &lt;br /&gt;You can see my great grandmother&amp;nbsp; in white waving, the little girl on the left is my grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TIJyZCRqsqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G2DdIoQr9Yc/s1600/File0026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="398" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TIJyZCRqsqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G2DdIoQr9Yc/s640/File0026.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fouchere, France&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-8963178068964547285?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/8963178068964547285/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/09/old-family-photo.html#comment-form' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/8963178068964547285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/8963178068964547285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/09/old-family-photo.html' title='Old family photo'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TIJyZCRqsqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G2DdIoQr9Yc/s72-c/File0026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-934776411977836304</id><published>2010-08-31T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T03:11:16.230-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily life'/><title type='text'>Living room 1889</title><content type='html'>Furnishing suggestion for a small 1889 living room. &lt;em&gt;La mode illustree&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/THzVKeISAFI/AAAAAAAAAFE/CCK-mFd83l8/s1600/SSA50513+%2B.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="564" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/THzVKeISAFI/AAAAAAAAAFE/CCK-mFd83l8/s640/SSA50513+%2B.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Petit salon&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-934776411977836304?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/934776411977836304/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/08/living-room-1889.html#comment-form' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/934776411977836304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/934776411977836304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/08/living-room-1889.html' title='Living room 1889'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/THzVKeISAFI/AAAAAAAAAFE/CCK-mFd83l8/s72-c/SSA50513+%2B.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-3982195262411254156</id><published>2010-08-31T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T03:08:50.552-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1800 Fashion'/><title type='text'>More fashion plates</title><content type='html'>Large fashion plates from &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;La mode illustree&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; 1889&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/THzT5-3OHAI/AAAAAAAAAE0/gxWHco4clHc/s1600/SSA50510+%2B.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="452" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/THzT5-3OHAI/AAAAAAAAAE0/gxWHco4clHc/s640/SSA50510+%2B.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spring and summer fashion&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/THzUPeLMSFI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-AkItSasohU/s1600/SSA50512+%2B.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="444" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/THzUPeLMSFI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-AkItSasohU/s640/SSA50512+%2B.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fashion for evenings, and dances&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-3982195262411254156?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/3982195262411254156/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/08/more-fashion-plates.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/3982195262411254156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/3982195262411254156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/08/more-fashion-plates.html' title='More fashion plates'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/THzT5-3OHAI/AAAAAAAAAE0/gxWHco4clHc/s72-c/SSA50510+%2B.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-4620097659520030639</id><published>2010-08-23T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T11:45:39.162-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death/mourning'/><title type='text'>Mourning embroidery</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Here is a punch paper embroidery in my collection&amp;nbsp;( also known as Bristol board ). &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;It is done in long stitch and has a photo of the deceased. The photograph is quite faded, but it shows a middle age lady wearing a hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Punch paper embroidery was very popular, and there was a large variety availble with the pattern already printed on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/THLA7xITbXI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_7Q0aHSqVRM/s1600/SSA50498%2B.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/THLA7xITbXI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_7Q0aHSqVRM/s640/SSA50498%2B.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bristol board embroidery&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-4620097659520030639?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/4620097659520030639/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/08/mourning-embroidery.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/4620097659520030639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/4620097659520030639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/08/mourning-embroidery.html' title='Mourning embroidery'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/THLA7xITbXI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_7Q0aHSqVRM/s72-c/SSA50498%2B.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-4230810644665847433</id><published>2010-08-19T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T02:14:21.692-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1800 Fashion'/><title type='text'>1851 fashionable wear for a walk in the park</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;L'ami de la maison April 1851&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TGz1zHhfRVI/AAAAAAAAAEk/iMOj5Z_A-JM/s1600/SSA50433.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TGz1zHhfRVI/AAAAAAAAAEk/iMOj5Z_A-JM/s640/SSA50433.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-4230810644665847433?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/4230810644665847433/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/08/1851-fashionable-wear-for-walk-in-park.html#comment-form' title='2 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/4230810644665847433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/4230810644665847433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/08/1851-fashionable-wear-for-walk-in-park.html' title='1851 fashionable wear for a walk in the park'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TGz1zHhfRVI/AAAAAAAAAEk/iMOj5Z_A-JM/s72-c/SSA50433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-7080508066760436028</id><published>2010-08-14T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T23:03:07.608-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old norway'/><title type='text'>Holmestrand church</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King Christian V gave the inhabitants of Holmestrand the permission to built a church, it was consecrated the 15 th of February 1674.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is built in the shape of a Y representing the trinity, there are only four such churches left in Norway, and the one in Holmestrand is the largest. The bell tower was originally in the center of the building, but was moved in 1794.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The church is a log construction covered with paneling, it was neglected for years, and now is undergoing a large scale renovation. The roof was removed to lighten the structure so it could be slightly lifted in an effort to aid the removal, and replacement of rotten logs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TGeAjtGHrDI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xddv-GdOXsA/s1600/SSA50917.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TGeAjtGHrDI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xddv-GdOXsA/s640/SSA50917.JPG" width="610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Holmestrand kirken&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TGeBlhtoovI/AAAAAAAAAEc/1sW5lTSMTGA/s1600/SSA52854.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TGeBlhtoovI/AAAAAAAAAEc/1sW5lTSMTGA/s640/SSA52854.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Notice on the left hand side how rotten the lower logs had become&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TGeA2jZGmcI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0lVFrWRywmE/s1600/SSA50383.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TGeA2jZGmcI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0lVFrWRywmE/s640/SSA50383.JPG" width="506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The logs bared, and the roof covered with plastic tarp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TGeBHI81WII/AAAAAAAAAEU/0eD7No1-ZXU/s1600/SSA50385+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TGeBHI81WII/AAAAAAAAAEU/0eD7No1-ZXU/s640/SSA50385+1.JPG" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;New logs, cut and shaped like the original from the 1600's&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-7080508066760436028?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/7080508066760436028/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/08/holmestrand-church.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/7080508066760436028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/7080508066760436028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/08/holmestrand-church.html' title='Holmestrand church'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TGeAjtGHrDI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xddv-GdOXsA/s72-c/SSA50917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-5600767767468520901</id><published>2010-08-10T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T02:15:29.162-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portrait of an old house'/><title type='text'>The old coal burner, and cats.</title><content type='html'>This very old oven is marked ULEFOS N 346 B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was&amp;nbsp;built as a coal burner, but&amp;nbsp; it is not allowed to burn coal in private houses anymore.&amp;nbsp; We burned wood in it when we first came to the house, but now it has too many cracks, so we simply keep it as a decoration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I had a fire inspector come to the house, he said that my two stoves need a good cleaning. They &amp;nbsp;should be taken outside and thoroughly scrubbed, but&amp;nbsp; if I replaced them in the house it would be like installing older models, and that is illegal. But as long as they are in the house it is fine to keep them, and the oven in the living room is still in working condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TGEOwZfk_uI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JgBxgJShcTA/s1600/SSA50401_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" mx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TGEOwZfk_uI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JgBxgJShcTA/s640/SSA50401_2.JPG" width="430" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The old coal burner&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TGEOrZDtxoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/S4OP52AxLp0/s1600/SSA50387_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" mx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TGEOrZDtxoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/S4OP52AxLp0/s640/SSA50387_2.JPG" width="602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My three cats. All are needed to keep the mice population under check&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-5600767767468520901?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/5600767767468520901/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/08/old-coal-burner-and-cats.html#comment-form' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/5600767767468520901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/5600767767468520901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/08/old-coal-burner-and-cats.html' title='The old coal burner, and cats.'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TGEOwZfk_uI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JgBxgJShcTA/s72-c/SSA50401_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-5658755438933853079</id><published>2010-08-09T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T03:08:18.243-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portrait of an old house'/><title type='text'>The old house under the cliff</title><content type='html'>Why do we often romanticise life in simple cottages, little houses by the sea, or cabins in the woods ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the human heart longs for simplicity, for the uncluttered life of days gone by, of simpler times. &lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it is because we feel like Cinderela, Snow white, or Sleeping beauty, that if we wish hard enough our dreams will come true. Even if for the present the only roof over our head is a humble one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only old houses could talk, tell the stories of the people who lived within their walls. The babies who were born, the people who died, the happiness, and the sorrows witnessed through the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little house was built in 1824, no one who lived there ever had enough money to renovate it and make it new. The ceiling in the first floor is barely 200 cm high, the walls are thick logs, with layers of wood panelling. The windows have seen better days, and the original wooden board that make the floor in the living are warped, and shrunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it is up for demolition by the commune to make place for a large concrete parking house, but before it is gone I want to share with my readers our home of 7 years, where my last child - Rosaline was born, in a simple home birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TF_TGE0GsHI/AAAAAAAAADk/SJY3aaew_Ak/s1600/SSA52687_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TF_TGE0GsHI/AAAAAAAAADk/SJY3aaew_Ak/s640/SSA52687_2.JPG" width="590" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bakken 22&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TF_TSRU_TUI/AAAAAAAAADs/fSLzN2XDeIc/s1600/SSA50245_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TF_TSRU_TUI/AAAAAAAAADs/fSLzN2XDeIc/s640/SSA50245_2.JPG" width="460" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first rose&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-5658755438933853079?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/5658755438933853079/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/08/old-house-under-cliff_09.html#comment-form' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/5658755438933853079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/5658755438933853079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/08/old-house-under-cliff_09.html' title='The old house under the cliff'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TF_TGE0GsHI/AAAAAAAAADk/SJY3aaew_Ak/s72-c/SSA52687_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-1297458603388486529</id><published>2010-08-03T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T06:00:06.233-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>A little book colection</title><content type='html'>I wanted to share with you a little&amp;nbsp;collection of vintage/antique books&amp;nbsp;that keeps growing on the top of a cupboard in my bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TFgNi8nYQYI/AAAAAAAAAC0/k1vYz7-AIC4/s1600/SSA50378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="403" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TFgNi8nYQYI/AAAAAAAAAC0/k1vYz7-AIC4/s640/SSA50378.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vintage/antique books&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most are from the 1940's,&amp;nbsp;the oldest&amp;nbsp;being&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;from 1864 ( Imitation de Jesus Christ ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best place to pick up a real bargain in antique/vintage books are salvation army stores, flea markets, charity shops etc...There you can often find treasures buried under a pile of worthless books, and usually you can get it for a give away price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good place to find that' special' book is of course E-bay. But then you might have to compete with other bidders to get ahold of a rare copy.&amp;nbsp;With a bit of patience, and some luck&amp;nbsp;you can still find reasonably priced books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I love about old books are the little treasures found inside, inscription, bookmarks, or notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the lovely little Victorian religious marker found in the 1890 copy of ' L'epave mysterieuse'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TFgRjqZfIDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Zln4hjlwmbk/s1600/SSA50367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TFgRjqZfIDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Zln4hjlwmbk/s400/SSA50367.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Victorian collectible religious card. &lt;br /&gt;St Lazarus&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-1297458603388486529?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/1297458603388486529/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/08/little-book-colection.html#comment-form' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/1297458603388486529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/1297458603388486529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/08/little-book-colection.html' title='A little book colection'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TFgNi8nYQYI/AAAAAAAAAC0/k1vYz7-AIC4/s72-c/SSA50378.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-1247947667153836571</id><published>2010-08-03T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T04:48:47.794-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health and beauty'/><title type='text'>Baby hair clips</title><content type='html'>These sweet little hair clips are just 2.5 cm long, and close with a simple little fold over mechanism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sterling silver, with a pretty enamel decoration. &lt;br /&gt;I'm unsure of the age, but it was before the time of plastic baby hair clips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TFgBsKI5xkI/AAAAAAAAACk/W2ZUcMKOesk/s1600/SSA50363%2B.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TFgBsKI5xkI/AAAAAAAAACk/W2ZUcMKOesk/s320/SSA50363%2B.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;So delicate&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TFgB3LNijoI/AAAAAAAAACs/ua-Ai3C13K0/s1600/SSA50365+%2B%2B.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TFgB3LNijoI/AAAAAAAAACs/ua-Ai3C13K0/s320/SSA50365+%2B%2B.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stamped ' Sterling'&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-1247947667153836571?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/1247947667153836571/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/08/baby-hair-clips_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/1247947667153836571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/1247947667153836571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/08/baby-hair-clips_03.html' title='Baby hair clips'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TFgBsKI5xkI/AAAAAAAAACk/W2ZUcMKOesk/s72-c/SSA50363%2B.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-8004371001811416924</id><published>2010-07-29T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T00:11:36.730-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Museums'/><title type='text'>Hvaling museum in Sandefjord. Norway</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yesterday my husband and I took our two boys ( 8, and 6 ) to the whaling museum in Sandefjord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This is said to be the best European museum specialising in whaling history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Good exibit of polar animals, whale bones, and a life size model of a blue whale. Whaling boat models, harpoons, films etc.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There is also a restored whaling boat from the time of industrial whaling to visit. The 'Southern actor'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hvalfansmuseet.no/"&gt;http://www.hvalfansmuseet.no/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TFEoaRRV9EI/AAAAAAAAABk/848qa8Ir3xY/s1600/SSA50344+%2B%2B%2B.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="341" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TFEoaRRV9EI/AAAAAAAAABk/848qa8Ir3xY/s400/SSA50344+%2B%2B%2B.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Harpoon&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TFEoGMqya5I/AAAAAAAAABc/d98LDChZk7A/s1600/SSA50340.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="283" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TFEoGMqya5I/AAAAAAAAABc/d98LDChZk7A/s400/SSA50340.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whale jaw&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-8004371001811416924?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/8004371001811416924/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/07/hvaling-museum-in-sandefjord-norway.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/8004371001811416924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/8004371001811416924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/07/hvaling-museum-in-sandefjord-norway.html' title='Hvaling museum in Sandefjord. Norway'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TFEoaRRV9EI/AAAAAAAAABk/848qa8Ir3xY/s72-c/SSA50344+%2B%2B%2B.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-8859734050505021061</id><published>2010-07-25T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T14:45:16.212-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health and beauty'/><title type='text'>Improving the complexion</title><content type='html'>The following advice is taken from the 1889 printing of &lt;em&gt;Hill's manual&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Improving the complexion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Take a teaspoonful of powdered charcoal ( kept by druggists ) mixed with sweetened water or milk, for three nights successively. This should be followed by a gentle purge afterward, to remove it from the system. Taken once in two or three months, this remedy will prove efficacious in making the complexion clear and transparent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-8859734050505021061?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/8859734050505021061/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/07/improving-complexion.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/8859734050505021061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/8859734050505021061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/07/improving-complexion.html' title='Improving the complexion'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-7148563759311058801</id><published>2010-07-25T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T04:06:11.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1800 Fashion'/><title type='text'>Victorian fashion</title><content type='html'>This hand tinted Lithograph is taken from&amp;nbsp;a book in my collection of combined French&amp;nbsp;household &amp;nbsp;magazines from the 1850's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'ami de la maison, march 1851&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TEwaKTvPiwI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qQSHy0L7ojs/s1600/SSA50322.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TEwaKTvPiwI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qQSHy0L7ojs/s640/SSA50322.JPG" width="433" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-7148563759311058801?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/7148563759311058801/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/07/victorian-fashion.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/7148563759311058801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/7148563759311058801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/07/victorian-fashion.html' title='Victorian fashion'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TEwaKTvPiwI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qQSHy0L7ojs/s72-c/SSA50322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-8727802669450218787</id><published>2010-07-23T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T11:50:24.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old norway'/><title type='text'>Beautiful fjord</title><content type='html'>Here is another beautiful &lt;em&gt;national romantic&lt;/em&gt; painting by Hans Gude 1847&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TEnkLJGRPlI/AAAAAAAAAAs/DMqrcP00hiM/s1600/Fra_Hardanger_Gude.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="520" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TEnkLJGRPlI/AAAAAAAAAAs/DMqrcP00hiM/s640/Fra_Hardanger_Gude.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-8727802669450218787?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/8727802669450218787/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/07/beautiful-fjord.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/8727802669450218787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/8727802669450218787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/07/beautiful-fjord.html' title='Beautiful fjord'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TEnkLJGRPlI/AAAAAAAAAAs/DMqrcP00hiM/s72-c/Fra_Hardanger_Gude.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476111436757629882.post-4150442348883951519</id><published>2010-07-22T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T14:31:17.653-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old norway'/><title type='text'>Wedding party in hardanger</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The wedding in Hardanger&lt;/em&gt; is one of &lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; most famous Norwegian paintings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painted in 1848 by Adolph Tidemand, and Hans Gude.The painting is typical of the national romantic style of the time period. With the bride, groom and guests in traditional clothing, and picturesque mountains in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TEi2jv6h6eI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rJ-VpPzSAk8/s1600/748px-Brudeferden.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="512" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TEi2jv6h6eI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rJ-VpPzSAk8/s640/748px-Brudeferden.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476111436757629882-4150442348883951519?l=in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/feeds/4150442348883951519/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/07/first-try-out.html#comment-form' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/4150442348883951519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476111436757629882/posts/default/4150442348883951519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-days-gone-by.blogspot.com/2010/07/first-try-out.html' title='Wedding party in hardanger'/><author><name>virginie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_jKlboMgME/TEi2jv6h6eI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rJ-VpPzSAk8/s72-c/748px-Brudeferden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
