“What this world needs is more front porches…where folks converse, live, laugh, and love.”
The New York Botanical Garden is a must at spring time…but even better when there’s a Chihuly exhibition.
It’s so hard for me to believe that eight years ago today, I boarded a plane to make a life long dream come true.
This year we inquired about the possibility of adding an additional school to our visit in Vietnam. It didn’t take long before one was identified.
The moment when chaos takes over because motorbikes were waiting to take us all to the school in the small village of Tan Dan, located high in the mountains of the northern part of Vietnam.
One of the reasons for returning on this trip to SE Asia was to take supplies and clothes (for the second time) to a school in need up in the northern mountains of Vietnam.
Why spend time and money visiting places for the second and third time?
“Colours are the wounds of light.”
The election process had touched on feelings I didn’t even know I was capable of having…
Oh…little blog…I’m back. I have so much to tell you.
Where do I even start…I’m in San Miguel de Allende…and for an entire month!
…when your courage kindled,
and out you stepped onto new ground,
your eyes young again with energy and dream
a path of plenitude opening before you…
A new beginning…a blank canvas. Ok…three blank canvases.
A visit to the American Impressionist garden at the New York Botanical Garden had been on my list for a while and knowing the exhibit would soon close…
As mentioned in a previous posting, I’ve never been good at tooting my own horn. But, since several of you have asked…
Like the large painted murals that I’ve showcased in previous blog postings, commissioned public art pieces are a favorite of mine too.
Yes…it’s true. My city is changing and I don’t like it…
Do you know someone who sold 99.5% of what they owned and then started a new life traveling and living in a RV? Probably not many…