At sunset the colours of the day and colours of the night meld into a pallet spread like a cornucopia.  A splash of red and a dash of green bounce from the repainted frames to Read More …

There was a time when all credence went with, “I read it in a book.”  That assertion was aimed at stopping all debate/discussion/argument.  Printing after the initial novelty of post reformation access to printed text, Read More …

On the hill above Pura Ulun a new Mosque is under construction.  A corner dome emerging from the ground speaks of faith.  In this predominantly Hindu island where faith has been modified by family, Buddhism Read More …

Fish for four.  The knife keenly cut more than enough steaks from the fresh Mahi-Mahi. The Jimbaran Fish Market  sold fish designed for the nearby beach restaurants and cut each piece sized to be grilled, Read More …

Somewhere between Kermit and a Raspberry-Maple-Twist Margaret has suspended belief in her road buddies.  It goes further, she doesn’t even want to walk with them. I  tried kissing a frog!  Not sure what that even Read More …

Along the beachless sections of Bali coastline a series of temples operate as “light”houses.  These are not your traditional navigational markers but landmarks on a spiritual journey.  Travis in full ginger regalia frames the Pura Read More …