Category: Travel

Walking the feet in Milan

With just under sixteen thousand footsteps we saw a lot of Milan. I took many photographs but only a few passed the final cut.  But these few describe my day beautifully, I think. I took some of Il Duomo which sits in the very…

The Milan SMILE

Smiles come in all languages.  A face has a language of its own independent of its words.  My Italian is not so good anymore and it was never so good in the first place so I have replaced words with lots of nods and pointings…

So, you’re going to Italy …

Hello, everyone. Celi asked me for some helpful tips for her upcoming holiday and I was very happy to oblige. I’ve since learned from a very reliable little bird that MILAN is the destination for our friend. With that tweet in mind, I’ve included not just travel details…

The New London

Kings Cross. I know! That was not the image you were expecting right? Me either! When we think of Kings Cross we think of bricks, and dark and the huddled masses.  But it is changing. There is so much building going on, fusing the…

Shift your focus

For a few minutes I would like you to think like a little balloon and I will trail you along on my walk through London yesterday, with old friends. We began in Angel (an area I was very familiar with) and through St John –…

Letter from the Outer Hebrides

Introducing Jonathon.  He and Denise live in the Outer Hebrides. In their own words: (nicked from their blog). We live and work from our home at the southern tip of the Isle of South Uist in the Outer Hebrides – an archipelego at the…

Home Again

I got sick.  And you know me I so seldom get sick that when I do I am FELLED.  The nights are so long in Canmore this time of year. And there is only a tiny bit of sun in the morning before it…

Home again, Home again …

Jiggidy Jig.  I am home.  Back on the farmy. The sun has risen to a cloudy day. It looks like rain and warm.  42F (9C) .  I can hear the calls of the red winged blackbird outside the window. This is the bird that…

Australia: The Grampians

I am posting this from a little restaurant in the heart of the Grampians. We are on our way out after two days of tramping and climbing. Filthy, sunkissed and happy. And working fast because I am almost out of battery and forgot my…

Melbourne: Trees and Trams

(For some reason this morning none of my photographs would load for the early post. Thankfully, and for no apparent reason, later on the problem fixed itself – apologies to earlier readers who missed out on these few pictures.) In New Zealand this would be called…