Backpacking Adventures: Lost in Italy, Found in a Field of Sunflowers
Lost in Italy, Found in a field of sunflowers

Lost in Italy, Found in a field of sunflowers
I love to travel and my lack of funds led me to some very interesting places. First stop? The Dating Game in1988 where I won a trip to Hawaii!
If you are worried about our children and the state of our world with COVID, the election, technology, I’m here to tell you, The Kids Are Alright!
I was surprised by the way the film stayed with me after I watched it. It was entertaining and fun, yes, but it was also a “protection story.” Zemeckis shows us the world can be terrifying and overwhelming, but it is our ability to nimbly transform and adapt to change that is our strength.
“If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast.” Hemingway
Patriarchy? Does the Patriarchy still exist, you ask? I’ll let you be the judge. So let’s start with the fact that I just finished house hunting and started wondering why the big bedroom in every house is called the “Master”. Why? Why isn’t it called the “Mistress?” Or better yet, “Mistress Minx?” Or “Mistress Cream Puff.” I don’t want to sleep in a “Master.” I want to sleep in a “Mistress Minx” room with a bed shaped like a cream…
This morning I woke up to the scent of baking bread and literally floated down the stairs on a cloud of cinnamon. My house guest, Alma Luce is a stress-baker, meaning this morning, she made three loaves of braided cinnamon-sugar challah bread, black beans and rice and molasses cookies. Alma Luce is a blue-eyed eighteen-year-old girl who is 6-feet tall with waist-length blonde hair that is currently dyed red and a smattering of new piercings and tattoos, all appearing in…
Last summer I turned 50 and took my teenagers and my niece on my dream trip to Europe. So far, I have blogged about Venice, the Orient Express, and our road trip from Paris to Chateau Des Milandes in the Dordogne Region. At the end of our trip, we drove to Burgundy for two glorious days to see the land that produces my favorite wine. Ahhh Burgundy, how I love thee–it’s light taste, gorgeous colors, and magical qualities. I visited…
I woke up feeling blue. I stumbled through my usual routine: grateful list, brush teeth, comb hair, put on mascara, fold laundry from last night and start the next load, toddle downstairs for a cappuccino, water my flowers… As I was watering, I listened to the birds chirping and watched the fog laying heavy over my yard like a thick gray blanket. I love fog, I have always loved fog. It seems to mystical to me, like something magical might…