Apr 12, 2023
My last post recapped Dad’s rough first month in Assisted Living. All kinds of ups, downs and sideways lurches since then leave me reporting… about the same. And I’m whiny and exhausted myself. My sister and brother are back in Alaska for a break,...
Feb 23, 2023
My dad is bedrock. Despite my parents’ divorce, despite long and growing distances, despite my not liking golf, insurance, or jazz music – I’ve never had a minute’s doubt about Dad. He’s there. Until the rock becomes 93 years old and...
Dec 12, 2022
I’m running a bit.. behind in my blog posting. Like three months behind! I meant to post this back in September, to follow up with more Fascinating French-landia for all you Franco-Philes out there! But best intentions yada yada yada… Anyway, anticipation...
Sep 15, 2022
From my earliest days, “France” has meant “Paris.” I blame Richard Scarry. Remember his books when we were kids? Busy colorful pages of rabbits, elephants, cats and bears doing all the things we do, going all the places we go, teaching words in...
Jul 25, 2022
This post picks up where the last one left off – in the mountains just before the desert, in Matmata. We’d had a great recommendation of a little place to stay, consisting of actual troglodyte caves, lovingly maintained as you can see below: I found an...
Jul 22, 2022
Maybe if you lived in the heat of central-south Tunisia, a cave would appeal. Here you will find what they call les maisons troglodytes – troglodyte caves. Leaving Djerba, we were on dull flatland for a fair stretch but we saw pale red mountains looming, dotted...
