• Smoky Mountain Trails

    Monday, September 18, 2017 3 Permalink 0

    We learned several things about our current selves and our place in the world on the trail this last full moon: We are too old to hike 20 miles a day on rugged terrain carrying 60-lb packs. We were more sedentary than planned, and there are many more photos of fungus than mountaintop vistas for ...

  • Friends, frolics, fossils

    Friday, May 5, 2017 1 Permalink 0

    We have had a few weeks of visitors and lots of sightseeing, in addition to getting the garden into shape for the season. Today we are just back from Andorra and the cavepainting site at Niaux, which I have wanted to see for years, and now finally have. It did not disappoint. Photos are not allowed inside the ...

  • Things we saw at the Museo del Prado

    Thursday, March 2, 2017 4 Permalink 0

    Visiting the Prado in Madrid was one of the major museum experiences of this major museum junkie's life. There were tears and there was laughter. There were feet so sore we barely made it to the end, but we saw every room, every piece on exhibit. Every single one. M was a trooper! It probably helped that I ...

  • Back from Spain

    Wednesday, March 1, 2017 4 Permalink 0

    We are home from a birthday tour of Madrid and Toledo. The photos include many sunny spring memories of food, escapades and ruins, including a 1st-century Roman bath now visible under the transparent floor of a clothing boutique: shopping as an exercise in steady nerves. We thoroughly searched the entire Prado museum, a lifelong goal - ...

  • Foggy Mountain Breakdown, Overseas Edition

    Sunday, November 8, 2015 3 Permalink 0

    A rose by any other name... still has thorns It is hard to imagine, in pastoral moments driving the beautiful country roads around here, why the ancestors chose to describe their environs with such sinister bleakness, but the place names in translation map with uncanny exactitude to the names I grew up with in the colonies settled ...

  • Two forts

    Wednesday, September 30, 2015 4 Permalink 0

    Jean Lafitte The ruin we called Jean Lafitte's Fort. Photo by Edibobb, Wiki Commons. When I was a child in Louisiana we were let to play sometimes at an abandoned brick fort on the next island over. It was sinking into the sand and our imaginations ran wild, scurrying under the arches lapped by sea water, down ramparts, along ...

  • Cap Ferret in September

    Tuesday, September 29, 2015 4 Permalink 0

    Life on this peninsula is unlike anything else I have experienced in France: A mashup of Northern California and the Caribbean isles, with a dash of Riviera thrown in for panache. And everywhere oysters, beach cars, sailboats, gingerbread cottages, surfers and sea walls. Though the nature preserves on the Atlantic side are the widest, most vast beaches I ...

  • Entrée Libre

    Thursday, September 3, 2015 1 Permalink 0

    Everywhere a sign As a student now of French language, French driving permit, and French culture in the everyday all at the same time, I am learning much lately about ordinary public signage which I have until now taken for granted. Some of what I am learning makes me less dangerous to my fellow citizens. One example is the yellow diamond that, ...