Ted and I think all of us want this answer, “If you keep telling me it’s spring, then what is this white stuff?” Happy Spring Everyone!
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It was still early in the morning and apart from the paper boys on their bikes, everyone was still asleep. I loved the colours of the buildings and doors, they felt so alive! It’s always a treat to find nature … Continue reading
On the back streets, far away from the footsteps of tourists, I found a yellow door in Cozumel. Yellow was a popular colour choice, walls, and doors were splashed with this bold declaration. Just coming from grey wet Seattle, it … Continue reading
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I left early in the morning to capture some doors in Mexico which proved to be quite difficult. So many were hidden behind courtyards, or behind steel barriers. Very few people were up and about and the world behind these … Continue reading
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I’ve been on a cruise before and usually with disastrous results. Rushing madly back to the boat with it’s warning horn sounding the–We are pulling out to sea!–common event for me. Wild winds and storms, fellow passengers crawling along the … Continue reading
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One of the challenges of travelling is picking out what clothing to bring and what to leave. I always end up with more clothing than I need, especially when I am heading to a warm climate. I always forget about … Continue reading
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I’ve been craving the end of winter and am off to sunny Mexico, so my next week’s post will be a little late. I may not be able to respond to your comments, and my fellow blogger’s posts, but will … Continue reading
I shouldn’t be writing this post as I am so guilty of what I am about to write. I love research. I love the tease of a new idea, discovering a bit of history I never knew about, and I … Continue reading
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I am not sure whether to laugh or moan. I must be getting older! I’ve had some children over to the house and what captured their fascination was not the telly, or computer game, but my old typewriter. They all … Continue reading
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There was a crooked door where a very crooked man lived… and so on. I wonder how long it would take to get used to a door like this, would I perpetually creak over to one side in order to feel … Continue reading
