The Friend Whisperer The story is about my husband, Douglas. The most extraordinary aspect of Douglas is his ability to make friends wherever we go. He never meets a stranger, in that everyone he encounters is fascinating to him, and he cannot wait to hear their stories. I call him the "Friend Whisperer!" In Quarteria,... Continue Reading →
Looking through the window at the view before me, I know that I am no longer languishing at home. Instead, I traveled long distances to experience Places that I hoped to see before the years are gone. The tower I see took so many years to build, and The creators didn't know that it was... Continue Reading →
Lately, everything I write are from prompts. Even when I think that I will take a day off from the prompts, I find myself up at nearly midnight in a panic that I am going to miss writing on the words or photos of the day. I remember when I did not even know about... Continue Reading →
Caroline looked out of the window of the old farmhouse. She lived so far away from her nearest neighbors that she always felt such an emptiness in her heart and in her life. The loneliness of seeming to be the only person in the world robbed her of the joy of looking at the beauty... Continue Reading →
Douglas and I travel economy, which generally means coach. Being less than five feet tall, and getting shorter by the day, I can fit into most airline seats with no problem. But, one aspect of travel that I relished having was my carry-on bag, filled with bundles of word puzzle books, my Kindle, my IPad,... Continue Reading →
I saw this window with an unexpected statue of what I think is a saint that watches over the ships and boats in Quarteria, Portugal. It was at the end of a long pier at the harbor. We were there to watch fishing boats come and go. I guess when you spend a lot of... Continue Reading →
I came out of the store with both arms full, and because the trip had been uneventful, I was not expecting trouble. I had come to Madrid alone, my first time traveling solo. I just wanted to come to Spain, see the museums and other places, and then go home. I started down the street,... Continue Reading →
In all of my travels abroad, I have never met an alien being. Instead, I found people everywhere who shared the same basic fears and worries: finding love, making a living, raising responsible and good people, and having more good days than bad ones. Travel reinforces the fact that people are more alike than they... Continue Reading →
The movie, Bucket List, with Jack Nicholson and Morgan Freeman, resonated with me, reminding me that dreams can be deferred for too long. Sharing a hospital room, two strangers talk, and from their conversations, they realize that there are things that they want to experience before the finality of death. They set out to fulfill... Continue Reading →
