On previous trips to Paris, I often passed a plaque outside elementary schools. Several times I noticed flowers left below this plaque. Even with my high school French, I understood the plaque had to do with children deported during the…Continue Reading →
Paris is always the answer, so said Audrey Hepburn. How true this has been in my own life. In the summer of ’16, when I was fogged over with grief after my husband’s death, I came to Paris. Here I…Continue Reading →
We counted down 14 days after our second Moderna shot. According to the CDC, after 14 days we would possess maximum antibodies to fight the virus. This immunity, which we have come to call our GET OUT OF JAIL FREE…Continue Reading →
Since March 2020 when the pandemic hit, Dan and I have quarantined. We get all our groceries delivered. God bless Instacart and Peapod! We have our prescriptions mailed to us. Amazon has delivered everything from batteries for our car key…Continue Reading →
Even before our wonderful Spanish trip ended, Dan and I talked of our next journey. Vienna, Austria on the ice blue Danube called to us. We imagined ourselves off the Ringstrasse in a sunny café sipping frothy Viennese coffees, sharing…Continue Reading →
Recently I posted a photo of my sister, Laura, and me on Facebook. We are standing in front of the fountain at The Mary Washington Inn, a famous old hotel and spa, in Abingdon, Virginia. We met at the Inn…Continue Reading →
Since March when we returned from Seville, Spain, days melt into each other. Time unspools in stops and starts. Dan and I recall taking some specific action, but not when we did it. Did we make that appointment this week…Continue Reading →
In the past eleven weeks, no one has entered our house. Instacart delivery workers stack groceries at our door. We bless these workers and tip them well. Where would we be without them? They shop for us at Costco, Safeway,…Continue Reading →
