When last we met our intrepid traveler, she was making her way from Sydney airport to her temporary digs in Rushcutter’s Bay. . . My
Betwixt and Between (Part I)
I was cleaning out some drawers this week and came across a map of Sydney, Australia with some receipts from my trip there earlier this
Sanctuary
I ran away this week. Fled. Gave up the ghost. Abandoned my post. It all finally became too much and so I fled to a
Pausing for a Moment
This morning I woke in darkness, aware that somehow in the last few days summer had faded away and autumn was taking her place. Then
Once Upon A Time . . .
Gather round, my dear ones! Come sit at my feet. Now, remember to keep your hands to yourself and pay attention! I am going to
Remembering Loss in a Time of Losing
There are dates that are remembered by one generation and either forgotten or observed differently by others. For many Boomers, November 22, 1963 is a