A Song from a Dream and Rousseau’s Painting
My dreams have always been enticingly rich and evocative. Often it’s as if I’m watching an elaborate film in gorgeous …
My dreams have always been enticingly rich and evocative. Often it’s as if I’m watching an elaborate film in gorgeous …
Now that the weather has warmed and heated our pool, Dale and I go swimming every afternoon. It’s not just …
With summer blooming all around me and needing time to enjoy it, I thought I’d repost here some summertime favorites. …
When we swim we shed our higher consciousness, the complex, reasoning human organism, and remember, deep inside ourselves, the first …
He’s considered by many the father of American modern art, and yet I’d never heard of him until visiting the …
I came across this much beloved sailing poem recently, which captures so beautifully and vividly my own exuberant experiences at …
When I first started this blog eight years ago, I had planned on using it as a vehicle for writing …
The last time I was in Europe we were sailing on La Gitana. We came up the Red Sea, through …
One of our favorite things to do when we were sailing was swimming through the undersea gardens that lay hidden …
I was reading from some of my old sailing journals when I came across this entry. It captures …