If one were to look closely at the face as it moves toward the black granite walkway, worry would be appropriate. In motion the dancer is more elegant and visibly safer. Landing in Rome after Read More …

For six weeks I have been on a mission to find that perfect bag and tag combination to allow maximum advantage given the airline tendency to eliminate the charm, convenience and comforts of travel.  No Read More …

Water has this levelling quality.  The sun shines on every wave crease and the valleys dance. Wether circling for prayer at the end of a meeting, or at the end of an aerobic exercise or Read More …

On a cliff over the beaches at Tulum at the time of the Reformation and such other European landmarks the Mayan people built their most accurate clock.  To this day the sun glances the arches Read More …

This was going to be a slow start to a few weeks of sunshine. A break from the Vancouver rains. The rains never showed up in Vancouver and the break was interrupted by clouding events. Read More …

The visit to the Grotto in Portland was added to our journey by Margaret. She suggested we needed some quiet time. The title image of the prayer labyrinth is an invitation to participate in a Read More …

That narrow alley is made a bit more sticky by the wads of used chewing gum slapped on every brick, mortar joint and pipe as you walk between the walls of two heritage buildings in Read More …

The hanging valley is bridged by chords of concrete and the traffic flows harmoniously along the California coast. The sheer drops of the cliffs and the crushing tides wash across the canvas of memory. There Read More …

There, a sentry of scarecrows warding off whatever is unwelcome. A fence-mounted exhibit in San Elizario was the first introduction to a spirited journey. The three original “missions” or churches are some of the oldest Read More …