Years ago I started walking early in the morning, before sun-up, roosters and bird-song. Often with my neighbour’s dog who…
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Two Hundred Miles Later…
My blue-eyed cowboy and I walked two hundred miles in 32 days. We were in London, we didn’t hike or…
Going Home…
Home should be where my heart is and for the most part it is. America is where my family lives,…
Day Four of Winter Weather…
By now we were were on a roll. It was day four of winter weather and the temperatures were still…
Londoners for a Season…
We travelled to London in January… Not for the weather, who ever goes to England for the weather? We went…
Culture Shock…
Returning to England after six years immediately brought with it both expected joys, the ducking and weaving along busy streets, the…
Nashville…
Daughts and I took a quick trip to the country music capital of America. It was spring break and both…
The Wisdom of Dogs…
There is a dog who lives at the veterinarian’s house along the paved side of Rigsby Lane. It is the…
Snow at Last…
I do so love the snow; I always have. Very occasionally we would have a white Christmas in London and…