First love…knowing my Grandmother’s secrets were for my ears only. First love…the smell of home after spending weeks away. First love…watching the birth of my nephew. First love…swimming in the Pacific with my cousin Bern. First time moments, the stepping…

I clicked the photo hoping to capture this camel’s beautiful eye with his long eyelashes. But he had other ideas! He stepped back, turned his head and walked away. I was disappointed by the missed opportunity! Sometimes we think we…

The still life remains in *Pompeii,  the loud silence cries out, the song is heard on the stones with pastel colors that could not be destroyed with time nor hot ash. Waves of beauty rush by in the forms of…

These last two weeks I have been on a cruise with my family. Nearly everyday we stopped at a different port venturing into the landscape of amazing countries–places called Pompeii, Cairo, Cyprus, Rhodes, Tripoli and Rome… The stunning beauty of…

When in Rome do what the Romans do. When an American who live in France goes to Venice she does, What the Italians do; Eat Pasta! And live the art! Adam and Eve hanging out at the Plaza de San…

A blessed thing it is for any man or woman to have a friend, one human soul whom we can trust utterly, who knows the best and worst of us, and who loves us in spite of all our faults.…