As we trespassed locks and visited the carries of yesteryear it became obvious — this river was more than road.  This river that meanders from Porto to Spain carried women and port.  Carried the fruits Read More …

In the Salamanaca square — a monument.  You may have noticed that I am not prone to vainly image monuments.  This monument, with pipes was more than a bronze. Dedicated by the University of Salamanca Read More …

We were sitting in a restaurant in Lisbon last night and a Canadian prarie woman asked us where in Canada we were from.  A brief exchange and we engage in a conversation about recovery.  Her Read More …

The coupling of glazed-fired tile with building exteriors creates a vacuum for paint sales.  Tiles like magazine pages can become a veneer for anything.  These throwback suitcases, laminated with magazine pages are ready for the Read More …

The table is set.  In this museum that masquerades as palace the table is always ready to entertain. The table is unattended. The problem with most invitations is that someone needs to go first.  Who Read More …

Across the miles and along the shores of every country we have visited there have always been demonstrations of recovery.  Meetings.  People living and enjoying life.  Great food.  Wellness!  Great art!  Spiritual nurture and principled Read More …

The street art of Lisbon has been the topic of many conversations.  Visitors admire.  Artists descry! These oversized, over politicized images not only leave a visual mark on the streetscapes — they make statements.  The Read More …

Sometimes “this packing a suitcase” is more than delight!  Tonight putting each carefully selected item in my carry-on bag (Yes, that is all the worldly stuff one really needs) I am ready for six weeks Read More …