January is here, and the busyness of the holidays is thankfully over. Don’t misunderstand me; I love Christmas more than the average human. But I’m also happy when it’s time to revert to my normal life and its normal rhythms…. Read More ›
nomadic retirement
A Story of Needlepoint and Vermeer
I saw my first Vermeer when I was around ten-years-old. It came together over the course of countless months as I watched my grandmother needlepoint a myriad of colors stitch by stitch into a piece that she christened My Little… Read More ›
Home
We had just crossed the border from Spain into France last month when Pat sighed and said, “It’s nice to be back home.” It was, to my mind, an odd thing for him to say. I think of Pat as… Read More ›
Seville, and Why We Travel
After four weeks, we’re headed north. On the train from Seville to Madrid, I have 2 1/2 hours to write this post before we arrive for a 48-hour whirlwind stop. It’s been four weeks of blissful sunshine. Four weeks of… Read More ›
From Seville to Paris: A story of pain
We’ve been in Seville for nearly 3 weeks. It’s a trip we had planned before we took back our apartment in Paris. An example of a trip, Pat pointed out during our pre-lease-signing negotiations, that won’t happen once we have… Read More ›
The World In Between 