The slowest, most deliberate Lomi Lomi, Swedish and NMT strokes put me in a place between awake and asleep, satisfied. In a hale over Hulopoe Bay, the waves and birds orchestrated. I’ve no doubt that the Four Seasons massage therapist would have rearranged nature’s sounds to my liking, if I wished, but this music was sweet … More Heavens to Betsy
Massive oaks are not the only mighty giants that emerged along the scenic Cane River in Louisiana North. A slave’s daughter, Clementine Hunter first picked up oils at the age of 54 while cleaning the artists’ residence. Her artistic legacy depicts plantation life in vivid color. Upstairs in the African House at Melrose Plantation is a … More 5 Faces of Louisiana North
…the curve of a smile, a boy, a beak or tortoise shell, the outline of a beach or gallery, nature-engineered hoodoos, fresh persimmons and guavas or bejeweled pomegranate, a cuppa or sculpture, enormous Baci, Marilyn’s posterior or pizza pie. They make life round.
Looking Up from the pedestrian overpass to City Center, it’s easy to feel dwarfed. You want to bet Las Vegas is the ultimate in sensory stimulation as you take (and likely overindulge) in the sounds, sights, smells, tastes and touch of Sin City and the swarms of people that flock there.
Our backsides are widening and our friends have expanded ideologically. We focus on travel, R&R, what’s for dinner, and some exercise for balance. Their concerns are the state of the planet and deep thinking. Approaching five decades, often on opposite coasts, we’ve come together to share joys and sorrows. We’ve also experienced growing pains and inexplicable heartbreak within the friendship. What were we thinking? … More Carry On
Sean appeared bemused and satisfied as he surveyed us from our bed. We zipped up our suitcases. He proceeded to giggle. Sweet boy, I could stay in this moment forever with you….. Napa calls! With exaggerated, delicious one-year old goodbyes, we were off. Those golden hills were our constant escort from LA on Labor Day. … More Napa time
Today I post this first blog. Accepting if not embracing technology, I’ll attempt to share what’s near and mostly dear. The short list: family, friends, tradition, change, food, travel, body, mind and spirit. .. not necessarily in that order. Did I say Sean? He is our grandson. My heart and soul are open to this joy boy. It’s unexplainable. Nonna says … More a blogging foray from the less than convinced
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