In the desert of southwestern Utah, spring was arriving. Warm air, solitude and a backpacking trip in the middle of nowhere. Compared to our couches, doesn’t that sound wonderful? Read on my friends and be transported…
Remember when Sylva was thinking she could use a little routine in her life? Well that was last week. This week, Sylva’s off for a little, spur-of-the-moment bike adventure in her Italian backyard!
An American in Italy, trying to see what happens when she tries to make her dreams come true. She wants to stay, live, work and drink spritz. Mamma mia, why does it all have to be so difficult?
When the teacher at my Italian school in Bologna introduces the subject for the day and I start laughing, it’s hard to explain why. I’ve just arrived from the train … Continue reading It Was Solved By Walking
Nearly two weeks ago already, I returned from (another) bike tour with my two-wheeled companion, Penny. Bike tours always consist largely of planning, eating and pedaling. And pedaling is always … Continue reading Star Light, Star Bright…
The cello is my favorite instrument. I adore it just as much as the piano, which I desire to play on a regular basis. I still remember the sad little … Continue reading Zen and the Art of Chaos
In spring, during those fleeting moments when the sun is nearly down, I often see Venus, hanging low and bright over the mountains. The mountains are a stark silhouette against … Continue reading A Cactus for Your Thoughts
If music by the EELs (or is it Eels?) is your cup of tea, read on. Especially if you also like to dip your biscuits (your cookies, sheesh, where is … Continue reading To Be or Be Between