An Exploration of Curiosities
The plan was to move to Naples, Italy from the Berkshires, rent out the house and return to Massachusetts in three years. I only lasted one. I love archeology, history, art, pizza and gelato. Living in the backyard of Pompeii, Herculaneum, Baia and Paestum were …
I made a woman cry, and it wasn’t tears of joy. It was a new experience, one I don’t care to repeat. It was a jolt of lightning. Like a defibrillator, it zapped a dormant piece of my brain into attention and my heart into …
The Ant who loved Zelda Was eager to win her heart, So each day he brought her a flower It was a start. Each blossom held meaning Symbolizing: love, hope and dreaming, Along with hope Zelda might one day Open the door to see The …
The homeless woman told me I looked pretty in yellow. I said she had beautiful blue eyes. I pulled a container of crackers and cheese from my purse and handed it to her. The light turned green. I rolled on. The retreat I was rolling …
A beauty Her wit could slay dragons Her charm could fill wagons When little she clung to the hip of her mother But as a young adult she chose instead – this, that and the other Except for the days when she couldn’t refrain She …
Our mother always liked to say, “Sarah and Maurine, only a true southern lady can wear red nail polish and not look like a tramp”. My sister Maurine and I longed for the day when we would turn 18, the designated age our mother applied …
I’m not Catholic, but my love of Belgian beer often ushers my footsteps to monasteries and abbeys. As you likely know, many monks in Belgium make and peddle beer, but if you look in the shadows, you will discover the nuns at Maredret Monastery creating …
Sleeping under the slate roof of Schlosshotel Kronberg will leave those who appreciate history, design and luxury happy. It’s a castle, but staying within the art lined halls feels like overnighting at the wealthy aunt’s home you dreamt you’d had. The estate was completed in …
In Verona leave your rose colored glasses at home. This Italian city is steeped in romance and passion, even the pedestrian alleyways are paved in pink limestone. Scribbled hearts with names and poems are written on walls, telephone poles and public letter boxes. You can’t …
