There was a sudden loss recently in my oldest and dearest friend’s life, the death of a significant person in her life, as well as in the lives of countless others. The man lost had lived a life with many chapters and there was no doubt how special he was. One quick look around the … Continue reading Greeting the ghosts
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Seeing Rome as a middle aged woman
On this most recent trip to Rome, I had no agenda other than some restaurants which I hoped to visit. This left me with three consecutive days to simply wander around to my heart’s content. As I walked, seemingly up and down every hill in that magical city, maybe even twice, I had a realization … Continue reading Seeing Rome as a middle aged woman
Charmed, I’m sure
When I was in Italy last week, I ate some terrific food. There were pastries, pasta, cheeses and seasonal delights such as artichokes and oranges. While I would be hard pressed to declare a single one of those items as “the best” or “my favorite,” I can say without hesitation that the most extraordinary meal … Continue reading Charmed, I’m sure
Hands on. Hands off.
The hotel where I spent the night in Ischia had spa facilities, a term which is not defined universally. In Europe, I’ve learned, it generally means an array of water and steam baths and showers and a generally low key attitude. The view from my balcony I appreciate that definition because I enjoy moving from … Continue reading Hands on. Hands off.
No man is an island, but Ischia is
The effort involved in my getting to Ischia was not insubstantial. Beginning from Rome, the journey involved the metro, a fast train to Napoli. and then another metro ride to the port, where I was fortunate enough to find my way to the correct pier for the specific ferry I had booked in advance. Any … Continue reading No man is an island, but Ischia is
The face in the mirror
As I was adding yet another layer of emollient rich moisturizer to my parched face, I paused for moment to really look at myself. I saw hazel eyes that at the moment seemed to reflect the gold and auburn shades of my hair. They sparkled with excitement and joy and paired well with my bare … Continue reading The face in the mirror
Where we are
The past few months have seen me rapidly cycling through musical obsessions. It began with Harry Nilsson, then moved to the Beatles followed by Nick Drake. Recently, in a surprising and refreshingly contemporary twist, I’ve jumped in deep to a band that actually continues to produce new music, The Lumineers. I’ve seen this band live … Continue reading Where we are






