After three days in Paris, we headed to Italy and immersed ourselves at the Cinque Terre village of Monterosso. First, in the Porto Roca infinity pool (that’s a vineyard behind me and the trail for the walk to the next village which Joe hiked). and then in the teal blue waters of the Mediterranean Sea. […]
I got closer to going into the Louvre than I did in 1975 when I had no money to venture in and only saw the building from a distance. This time I had money but was too tired after our first Parisian dinner with Joe’s cousin and her family the night before, finding our way […]
It was a metro ride away from our Paris hotel and a highlight of our three days in Paris. And by highlight, I mean a light show like I’ve never seen. Gustav Klimt at the Atelier des Lumières was a digital immersion installation that I first learned about when someone posted a video of it on Facebook. […]
It’s never too late put flowers on the table / to let the song birds of your childhood / sing like Jericho through middle age / To let them be blue/ and enjoy them when they’re golden / to visit Claude Monet’s garden in spring… Ever since I wrote that poem with the above closing […]
1. I call the photo above the Leaning Tower of Eiffel. 2. We spent our first of three days in Paris taking in the sights from the top of a double-decker bus. 3. We’re staying in the Vavin quarter, near the Mont Parnasse neighborhood, booked for us by our own Floyd Rose of the Winds travel […]
-The following is a documentation on what brought the first back-to-the-land settlers to Floyd during the 1970s and ’80s. It first appeared in an August 2018 Floyd Press news insert magazine titled A Place Called Home. New Pioneers – Homesteading, homeschooling, community, beautiful land and good water were some of the reasons a wave of […]
I caught a firefly in a jar because I couldn’t remember doing it as a child Because it laid at my feet like a crashed offering A shiny object that caught my attention like the early morning drowning when I thought about the ocean ‘why did I ever leave it?’ ‘how can I live without […]
Shadow Shot Sunday
1. Ruckus or Rumpus? 2. “Let the rumpus start” kept going through my head when the family arrived to FloydfestWILD on Saturday… Some sailed back over a year and in and out of weeks. And some swung from vines … I mean swing sets … -More from Where the Wild Things are @ FloydfestWILD HERE. […]
