Peregrinations

This spring my lilac burst into bloom at last. It is a descendant of Doc's gift to the Together people.

Meanwhile, in the back garden, the wisteria shouted for joy.

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On my third trip to New York City, I went to see the opera featuring my favorite tenor. He cancelled. I wanted to walk in Central Park. It was too cold. I did have a wonderful afternoon and evening with an old friend and her husband, but I forgot to take the good camera. So as my doorman was opening the door for the taxi taking me to JFK on my way home, I spotted this beautiful piece of New York. I don't know what it is, but it sure is pretty.

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In New York recently, the temperature hit zero degrees Fahrenheit, with 20 below windchills blowing through the canyons. My friends and I, needing a place to go, take our coats off, sit and drink and talk, decided on the Algonquin Hotel. It was the perfect place, with a seat in the window, and the shades of Dorothy Parker, et al. hovering nearby. My Manhattan was just the thing. Read more about Classy Classic

Hastings, England, 2005 Read more about Boats on a Beach

One of the amazing things our ancestors did with little more than their bare hands.

Chartres Cathedral Read more about Flying Buttresses

Nye Beach, from the Table of Contents Restaurant at the Sylvia Beach Hotel
Newport, Oregon

Cape Cod National Seashore

Samphire Hoe, England Read more about On the Beach

Home with a terrible, horrible, no-good, very bad cold, it's comforting to remember that I was once, for 24 magical hours, in Venice.

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I've had this poster for over 30 years. Friends had it framed for me for a long-ago birthday. It used to hang over my desk, but when I moved to this house as a newly-single woman, I thought it was time for me to sleep with the band, so I hung it over my bed.

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This flag hangs in the John F. Kennedy Library in Boston. I wondered if the space in which it hangs was supposed to represent the gantry of a spaceport, since it was President Kennedy who set us the task of going to the moon. I was told that it wasn't, but I like to think of this flag as hanging over the launchpad to tomorrow.

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A friend insisted that I visit the Getty Gardens when I was near LA last week. I think this is what he was talking about.
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