Jet-Lagged, But Home . . .
On Saturday, I was knitting a glove in Paris. And I’m finishing its mate at home now, settling back into a comforting domesticity after five weeks of playing the vagabond.
View PostOn Saturday, I was knitting a glove in Paris. And I’m finishing its mate at home now, settling back into a comforting domesticity after five weeks of playing the vagabond.
View PostA bench in a Paris park — sit with me, if you have a minute, and I’ll share a few instances from what’s turning out to be a very busy week in a favourite city. One that I haven’t visited on my own for a few years. Turns out we still get along well. . .
View PostI saw the glorious Duomo di Milan yesterday — after a day that included a few worries. Sharing the highs — I met an angel in very practical, no-nonsense human form, I saw the Duomo in late-afternoon sunlight — and the lows . . . keeping it real, as my friend Sandy often says. Clcik through to read; maybe you have some travel reality of your own to share.
View PostTravelling in Tuscany, but I still want to chat with you about the books I read in September. I have some recommendations for you (and perhaps you have some for me as well!).
View PostWe’re having a grand time here in Orvieto (after several days in Rome) — can I show you a few sights? And give you a peek into my Travel Journal pages?
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