Instead of Sicily. . . .
This would have been our fourth week in Sicily. We’d just be settling into our AirBnB in Palermo, getting ready to explore the famed markets of that Mediterranean city. We’d be tracking the progress of…
View PostThis would have been our fourth week in Sicily. We’d just be settling into our AirBnB in Palermo, getting ready to explore the famed markets of that Mediterranean city. We’d be tracking the progress of…
View PostI began writing this post yesterday, didn’t finish it, and this morning, honestly, I wonder if it’s worth continuing. We’ve covered this territory before. But, also honestly, it’s what’s I had yesterday, and if it’s…
View PostThe other day I was jerked awake from my afternoon nap by a horrid, pervasive sense of judgement, of being found not only wanting–a complete failure, in fact–but also ridiculous. I couldn’t remember clearly any…
View PostYesterday, thinking it might be time to pop another What I Wore post up here I snapped a photo of this outfit which I liked enough to wear twice this week (or I might just…
View PostI hope you all saw my last post, about a reader’s adventurous plans for an ex-pat retirement in Portugal. I’ve always daydreamed about living in Europe for a year or so, and Carol’s description of…
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