Snowy Egrets The grace and beauty of a Snowy Egret is mesmerizing, whether you looking at them for the first or fiftieth time. The white, elongated birds are marked by their thin bodies, necks, bills and feet, which when full grown, are yellow. It is always a pleasure when they stop by to...
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An Ideal Detour While I know why most people visit Las Vegas, I have to say that I prefer staying away from the strip, and instead venturing out of the city and into the bounty of the dessert. During this trip, we have taken in several State Parks, including Valley of...
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The Peabody Ducks I do not believe that one must be a duck aficionado to appreciate the Peabody Ducks! These five charming ducks swim in the fountain, at the Peabody hotel, from eleven in the morning, until five in the afternoon. What a delight to finally see the ducks in person! ...
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North, South, East, and West At the train station, in Selma, North Carolina, I stepped out onto the empty platform and was immediately drawn to the perfectly crossed tracks – literally. I do not remember previously having seen train tracks intersect in such a manner. As I stared at the tracks intently, I could...
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Borscht My Mother loved borscht. Fran, however, also loves it, and has spoken about her Mother’s borscht with such longing, that I decided to give it a try. This is basically a sweet and sour type of soup, which can be served hot or cold, with or without meat, I shredded the...
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President Abraham Lincoln Birthplace National Park It took us two separate visits, neither planned, to see President Abraham Lincoln’s Birthplace and Childhood Home. In pouring rain, we pulled off the highway, driving north on the 65, in Kentucky, following brown historical signs to Knob Creek Place, to this small log cabin, which housed...
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Where Are We? Greetings! Where are you? I’ve missed you. I sat at the window, our window looking for you looking for us. I watched the sun rise and then set again but you did not come. We never came. I waited for us to come strolling by hand in hand, like we...
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To love a painting is to feel that this presence is… not an object but a voice. ~ Andre Malraux ~ The Millinery Shop by Edgar Degas I love this painting, though I am not usually drawn to such an orange pallet. The milliner is hard at work, admiring her...
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The View from my Window Yes, it is cold.
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White Sands, New Mexico I love spontaneous and serendipitous travel; however, there are times when information and planning are invaluable. When I headed off to White Sands, I was dually motivated. First, I wanted to see this remarkable place, which my sister, Caroline, had introduced me to, through a photograph of...
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