I picked my words carefully when I jotted down our passions last month: “Classical Music Venues.” Pat loves the music. I love the pomp and pageantry of the evening; well heeled patrons, halls with an empire panache. I’ll stay for… Read More ›
“Home”
Places we have lived.
Thermal Bath Sundays
Budapest is the epicenter of a region blessed with an abundance of naturally occurring hot springs. Couple this with nearly two centuries of Turkish occupation and a fervent belief by the locals in the curative powers of mineral waters and… Read More ›
The Dancers
I love this photograph: the energy of the dance, an old worldliness of patterned skirts and polished boots, and the wide eyed wonder of a small girl. My husband, Pat, took it one day last summer at a dance festival… Read More ›
A Goose Feast and Pumpkin Strudel with Friends
Right up until Thanksgiving Day, I didn’t think about the impending holiday. Then Thursday arrived and it hit me; a lump in my throat; homesickness. I was relieved. I hope I always miss home on Thanksgiving. That evening I attended… Read More ›
No Country for Dreamers…
We tackled a poem during a recent lunchtime English conversation class; Dreams Deferred by Langston Hughes. Not being terribly poetic myself, I stumbled upon it googling “Poems for ESL students”. Poetry can be tough to interpret in a second language… Read More ›
The World In Between 