When I’m away I take copious amounts of photos. I love photographing old men in conversation with each other, for instance or even just companionable silence. But I also love capturing moments in lives of others and imagining what they may be thinking or where they’re going or from where they have just come. Occasionally … More From the Window of My Parisian Flat
I always intend to write about a place in the moment. Or at least that day or right when I return home. It seems it takes some time for certain places to soak into my cells before I can articulate my experience of them. Such is Ireland. India, on the other hand, being so totally … More I Think I might Be Home
I’ve so many saddles to get back in: writing, exercising, home organizing, self-care, computer clean-up, but rather than choosing one place to start I imagine the whole lot as a giant pile-up on the highway with no shoulder, no movement and I have to pee. But not yet badly enough. Travel is a great illuminator … More Writing Out Loud
Whenever I post photos of nature, this is one of the first questions that pops up. I also get, “I want to go where you go,” “Where is this?” “Can you take me with you?” Who knows how genuine these queries and comments are – haven’t we all supported our friends’ posts in similar ways? … More Where Do You Go?
The husband and I recently trekked across the state for a brief respite from all things home – mostly responsibility of any kind – to visit the gulf. I am one of those people who lives in the magical land of Florida. Less than an hour to the ocean, a little more than two to … More Sunset Celebration
Sometimes getting in the car and driving in one direction for a couple of hours is all you need for a new perspective. It felt like time for a road trip so we did what we normally do: pick a direction, find a town we’d like to check out and go for it. This … More Meeting Royalty
Rishikesh has done her work. She has helped me let go of the story of the fire. And that’s all it is really, a story. The facts are: there was a fire 10 flights below me; it filled the hotel with smoke; the fire was extinguished; no one was hurt. That’s it. All the … More Story Time
This is a little story about customer service. One of the very first blog posts I wrote about India started, “India always smells like its a little bit on fire.” Today I got to experience the source of that smell first hand. Or at least one source. I was staying in an international luxury hotel … More Fire Down Below
Arriving in India This is far from my first trip to the motherland, but each time has its own challenges and complications. It’s the one expectation its safe to have. Our arrival was pretty seamless: customs and immigration was a breeze but it’s always made more invigorating by the stern-faced, naturally suspicious immigration officers. It … More Namaskar – Welcome
I needed just three states to complete my eastern seaboard map: New Hampshire, Vermont and Maine. Only Vermont remains. Last week I accompanied a friend to New Hampshire to visit some of her family. I volunteered to go, as is my way. Sometimes I get a yes, sometimes a thanks but no thanks. My feelings … More The Periwinkle Door
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