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
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?
Wandering Wednesday: Cedar Key, Florida. I wish I could tell you how long it took to get to certain places. From my house on the east side of Orlando it took us about 7 hours to get to Cedar Key. I believe it is probably less than a 3 hour drive. Such is the life … More Subtraction = Abundance
So I came up with this idea to keep myself engaged in my wanderings and stories and photography. It’s not original, but it seems to be working for me. At least on Facebook. But I want more. More words, more stories, better stories, so I’m expanding to THE BLOG (I wish there was an echo … More Shaping My Days
Sacred Sunday: On a tall, giant rock in the middle of Lake Bled in Slovenia, sits a church. There are nearly 100 steps from the water to the first landing of this church. Inside, its history is meticulously maintained. Original art fading in places, statues of saints that have been excavated on the property lean … More Church Rock
Today we ride the rails. We purchase our tickets at a window in a building with high ceilings and tall chandeliers of wrought iron. Long wooden benches, smooth from years of use, sit in formation facing the ticket windows in expectation. There are two people ahead of us. We didn’t order our tickets online, we chose … More On a Mission
After our soak and steam at the grotto, we venture out to the quiet and quaint hill town of Montecatini Alto. We had traveled up through Montecatini Terme and that looked like somewhere I’d really like to explore – vibrant, bustling – so I am looking forward to wandering the top half. The Alto, it … More Cherries and Olive Oil
The first night of our Italian adventure begins. As we leave our hotel we stop at the front desk to ask ‘Sarah’ for directions to “The Tower.” “Oh, it is very closa. Just go down thisa waya. Turn lefta and it is there.” We turned before we were supposed to, compelled by some unknown shiny … More No Pizza in Pisa
But he was more than just a bald eagle hanging out on the grass. He was a physical manifestation of the card, he was the messenger. Go out in nature. … More I’ve Been Busy
A question has shown up on my virtual doorstep a few times lately. It has appeared again today. I feel it will continue to cast its long inquisitive shadow until I give it the thought it deserves and form a proper response. For me. Not to appease it. Questions don’t care. “If you knew you … More The Tao of the Wanderer
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