Two years ago today, we were in Lazio, Italy, on a daytrip from our daughter, son-in-law, and granddaughter’s home near Rome to the medieval clifftop village of Calcata. Condemned in the 1930’s for fears of…
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Whew! That’s a title, eh? I figured you might be wearying of “November Books Read, Books Read in December, January Books Read, etc., but I couldn’t quite rise to snappy. I’ll try harder next month…
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Rainy and windy here in Vancouver today. Perfect weather for curling up with a book, and I have a few good candidates (currently reading Iza’s Ballad by Margo Szabó and Marc E. Agronin’s The End of…
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First of all, wanting to do my small part (la philosophie du colibri/legend of the hummingbird) to keep the #BlackLivesMatter movement centered, to keep those Black Lives Mattering, I recommend the Netflix series The Eddy.…
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So. . . . Last year at this time I was in Bordeaux, following the scent of pink jasmine that climbed weathered architecture, wearing my new “pyjama pants” and revelling in the early spring warmth.…
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