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As a curious observer of life, I blog on writing, marketing, my prairie - anything that interests me in the moment. I like to have conversations with readers, so don’t hesitate to leave a comment. I'll respond.
This morning I awoke to the sound of a rooster crowing. Actually, every morning this month, that rooster has been my wake up call. I do believe he gets up earlier every day, and usually…
Read MoreIf you lived with a Roman aqueduct running through your yard, would you think about history differently? I asked myself that today when we biked for a mile or so along the base of an…
Read MoreWe hit the roads on our bikes this morning eager to burn off the energy we’d built up when an all-day rain kept us inside. At first we didn’t notice it, but by the time…
Read MoreIf you look up the definition of Italy in the dictionary, at least one of the entries must be ‘gelato.’ Gelato is ubiquitous. Even bars sell gelato. On our orientation tour of the neighborhood, our…
Read MoreWe biked into Lucca this morning – to tour the old city by bike rather than on foot, to eat breakfast at a sidewalk café, to check out the bus schedule to Pisa. Our route…
Read MoreWe realized this morning that we’ve stopped taking pictures of every door, every flower, every traditional Tuscan tile building we see. What that signaled to us is that we’re settling in, beginning to live the…
Read MoreThe stories we can know from reading cemetery stones are brief but often poignant. Read a stone marking the death of a young man in 1918 or 1942 or 1969 and you may guess this…
Read MoreEveryone told us how great Skype was. I have friends who happily chat away between states, in other countries, across oceans and time zones. My husband and I really thought it would be cool to…
Read MoreMy last two blogs about Cinque Terre have been ‘off the beaten track.’ In fact, the area is a delightful fusion of traditional Italian architecture where buildings climb hills and cling to cliffs, where…
Read MoreAs we plotted our trip to Cinque Terre, I noticed that Carrara, Italy, known for the white marble quarried there since Roman times, was right along the way. This is the same area that produced…
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