We’re just back from a two-day getaway at Harrison Hot Springs Resort, a two-hour drive from Vancouver, but an entirely different world. Paul (also known here as Pater) booked the stay as a belated–or perhaps,…
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We’re off paddling this morning, but I have just enough time to share a couple of pages from my Bordeaux sketchbook. . . Top left, the sheep’s yoghurt I loved (the shapely little glass decorated…
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With apologies to Steve Earle. . . and with many thanks to you for your empathy. . . Thought it might reassure you to know that I sketched a page in my journal yesterday. It…
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Since our first visit to Bordeaux eight years ago, I’ve been fascinated by the city’s wealth of mascarons. Apparently, there are some 3000 of these faces–the majority, perhaps, realistic, but many fantastic or comic — carved from…
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If you’ve been following my Instagram account, you already know that we hopped from Bordeaux to a fishing village outside of Rome for the week, the main attraction being my daughter, son-in-law, and granddaughter (not…
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