…eggplant? Not quite what you might have expected, right? Well, neither is my neighborhood. This morning while I was walking Jeter, a woman around the corner was tending her front yard vegetable garden. We exchanged “good mornings,” and she complimented Jeter on what a good dog he was. She asked how old he was and … Continue reading The early bird catches the…
Category: Observations
Tips for going Greek
I’ve been home from my trip for a few days, long enough for the act of tossing toilet paper into the bowl, instead of the bin, to begin feeling normal again. While I’m still mentally on a beach with a spritz within arm’s reach, I’m feeling pretty fortunate to have enjoyed a vacation that went … Continue reading Tips for going Greek
Mantra for a kitten. And me.
My last full day in Nafplio was a difficult one. The well being of the tiny kitten I felt compelled to care for weighed heavily on me. There were tears and I felt mentally and emotionally occupied much of the day. My appetite disappeared and the indulgent last meal I had imagined with anticipation lost … Continue reading Mantra for a kitten. And me.
Well aged. In Greece
I arrived in Nafplio Friday afternoon on a bus from Athens. My arrival was not without complication. I had missed the stop where I was supposed to disembark and now was without accurate directions, or Wi-Fi, in a place where I had never been before. A woman to whom I had been talking with prior to our … Continue reading Well aged. In Greece
Traveling solo. Again.
The trip I’m currently in the midst of was planned numerous times during the past 3 years. The original plan for 2020 was for two weeks in Spain with my youngest son, followed by two weeks in Greece on my own. As you might imagine, there was no trip in 2020. I optimistically planned the … Continue reading Traveling solo. Again.
It’s all too beautiful
After nearly a week in Greece (already!), I still find myself purring like an island cat at nearly every sight my eyes land upon. The water with its shades of blue, the mostly cloudless sky, the bourgainvillea in deep shades of purple and pink…it’s simply beautiful. Here, on Paros, the pedestrian streets are mopped each … Continue reading It’s all too beautiful
Tears for the red, white and blue
I woke up July 4th on a plane somewhere over the Atlantic Ocean. My legs were stiff from being folded up together for 6 or 7 hours and my eyes were dry from sleeping with my contact lens in. Despite these discomforts, I was thrilled to not be in the United States to celebrate Independence … Continue reading Tears for the red, white and blue
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