Page from My Travel Journal — Portland
A page from my Portland travel journalling — note my reference, top of page, to March 22nd, all over again. So strange, that I’d experienced the day before as March 22nd, made that entry in…
View PostA page from my Portland travel journalling — note my reference, top of page, to March 22nd, all over again. So strange, that I’d experienced the day before as March 22nd, made that entry in…
View PostAlthough I’ve not been so inclined to put words together here recently, I’ve been immensely gratified to your response when I do — as for last Monday’s post on finding a cup of tea in…
View PostWow! So many interesting responses to Monday’s post, proving yet again the significance of quotidian domestic details. If you haven’t yet pondered the place of electric kettles in your life or in the lives represented…
View PostWe’re in Portland for a few days, staying in a hotel where my husband has full days of meetings scheduled. I’ve packed my writing, my reading, my knitting, a sketchbook, a mini-paintbox . . .…
View Post1. It’s sunny today, with that brisk wind that often comes along to sweep the gloom out of the way. Very welcome as yesterday the skies poured and poured and poured out buckets, and I…
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