Need to change the name of this blog from literary blogging to travel blogging, since that’s most of what appears here lately. When I bother to post anything at all. Blogging is […]
novelist living in Rome.
I am dismayed by the many adverse changes that occur as we age, and also aware that virtually all of them were predicted (accurately) by people we knew who reached seniority before […]
To escape the heat of Rome … and got only one and a half pleasant days, before Stresa also climbed into the 30s. Stresa is the principal Lago Maggiore resort town along […]
Go out the rear door of our apartment building, turn right, walk 20 meters, and this is what you see. Walk down the street one block, and there’s this. Along the lane […]
I took a photo with my iPhone of a lane near where I live. Computer software, an app, did this to it. I wish I had this talent, among other talents I […]
The pins stuck on this world map point out the places we have been during our 30+ years of marriage. Initially, the pin colors were to indicate places Holly went alone, places […]
That is the dichotomy of Rome: Life and Death. It is a dead city, very much alive. Maybe the frenzy of life in Rome are the continual reminders of the old and the […]
We had a good lunch here one day. We haven’t yet had a bad meal in a restaurant in Rome, although some are better, a few are superior. That’s my first consideration […]
Been living in Rome 9 days now, and finally made a friend.
I intend to work this morning, but not until 4 loads of laundry are finished, some clothes and things are resorted in preparation for moving (again), and maybe a little trip to […]
I don’t think I’ve been tagged before; if so, I must have missed it. Something about it feels odd, but also sort of flattering. Kate tagged me. Kate writes beautifully, and I […]
Our two years in Mexico City came to an end a few days ago; we are for the month in Boulder, Colorado, then on to Washington, DC, for two months, and to […]
When I started “blogging,” some seven or eight years ago, like any new toy, I played with it to total distraction; also like a toy, I wore it out from overuse. It, […]
Last week we traveled by bus (a rather luxurious one at that) from Mexico City to San Miguel de Allende, about four hours, the “we” being Holly and me and our long-time foreign […]