The following photos are my contribution to Thursday Doors, a door-lovers group hosted by Norm Frampton. ~~ Last Saturday, my husband, son, and I took a trip to Montpellier (France). The city is located 12 km from the Mediterranean Sea. Though I didn’t visit the sea this time, I certainly enjoyed the tourist sights, the botanical…
Under the coruscating lights that hung above the cobblestone street, vendors sold their exotic cuisine. Aromatic smells wafted to her second story flat. Standing on the balcony, Amaya inhaled deeply. She would miss Timur’s lamb stew and Kalinda’s curry chicken skewers. She watched the passersby strolling under lights that reminded her of home and considered…
The following photos are my contribution to Thursday Doors, a door-lovers group hosted by Norm Frampton. ~~ Like any move to a new country, a lot of details were involved and there was a whirlwind of activity as my husband and I, along with our son, moved to Perpignan, France. But, I’m pleased that the dust…
Movie stubs and dried pressed flowers. Photos of their wedding, children, vacations, and holidays. “What’re you looking at,” Cynthia asked, entering the bedroom. “Just a box of memories,” Frank said, breathing with some difficulty. “I want you to remember only the best bits.” Gently taking the box from his trembling fingers, she placed it on the…
This post is a follow-up to Wheels Down. “Be brave enough to be bad at something new.” Jon Acuff Well, that certainly has been me … bad at something new. I’ve spent the last few weeks struggling to learn French. It’s been four weeks of full immersion in another new language. The good news is I’ve…
This post is a follow-up to my previous post, The Big Move Wheels down and suitcases unpacked, I’m overjoyed to be in France. Though our hearts and minds are with loved ones and friends in Hong Kong, during this tumultuous time, we are selfishly thankful that the protestors were dissuaded from occupying the airport on the…
Sofie’s note read, “Go to Aisle M!” Henri found the aisle where a brilliant red book stood out. It hummed as he pulled it from the shelf. Slowly, he opened the cover and flinched backward as the shelves dissolved. He found himself standing in the middle of a forest. “You made it,” Sofie said, breathlessly. Years…
This photo encapsulates me today. I’m preparing for a move from Hong Kong to France. On this upcoming Monday in fact. There are protestors at the airport today and a typhoon (a literal one) on the way. I’m feeling stressed. So, I thought I’d take a break and write a post, and simply breath a…
I swim the peaceful waters, while gale-force winds swirl around me. A brutal storm of chaos and mayhem. Corruption and abuse with cries for justice and freedom. But, what can be done? Nothing. For victory lies in the hands of the powerful. Like a cyclone, it gathers strength and waits patiently to descend and devour,…
These photos are my contribution to Thursday Doors, a door-lovers group hosted by Norm Frampton. ~~ This is my final post on Wan Chai in Hong Kong. The following photos were taken as my husband and I strolled down Queen’s Road East. This is Hung Shing Temple which was built in 1847. The altar inside was…
Another smooth landing on the calm waters of the glacier lake. It was good to be home. I hated going to town, but I needed supplies. The gossip this time around was all about the missing woman. She was nice enough but her husband was a brute. I added my two cents. “Maybe he did it!”…
These photos are my contribution to Thursday Doors, a door-lovers group hosted by Norm Frampton. ~~ Like last week, this week the photos were taken along Lee Tung Avenue in Wan Chai, Hong Kong. The photos this week are of maps of Hong Kong with doors included. The artist who created the original maps is Rohan…
