Peregrinations

I didn't see the Villa of the Mysteries on my visit to Pompeii, but I did see this lovely piece in what I think was a Roman fast food joint.

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A few friends and I rented a little cottage near Axbridge five years ago. I think Sophie would like the Church of St. John's every bit as much as I did. She might even have a little chat with Anna Prowse. I envy her that. Read more about Axbridge

York is one of the possible homes of my Bates ancestors, and I wanted a souvenir from my first visit there in 2005. A selection of small crystal Christmas tree ornaments in the window of a shop kitty corner from York Minster caught my eye. I love my collection of ornaments, and I thought this little guy would fit right in. I bought him, stuffed him in a sock for the journey, and that Christmas he made himself right at home.
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A little greenery from a summer day in Bath to take you through the dark. Somewhere near here, Elizabeth Bennett refused Mr. Darcy.

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I was going to stop in Salem, at The House of the Seven Gables, but by the time I thought to look for the exit, I was almost to New Hampshire. Luckily my route circled back through Concord, and that's where I ran into Nathaniel Hawthorne. Read more about Two Spirits of Concord

The Firth of Forth, seen from the battlements of Edinburgh Castle. A lot of cities have cleaned off the smoke and grit of the centuries to become new, beautiful cities in the 21st Century. But I rather like Edinburgh's patina of peat fires, cannon smoke, and the blood of the likes of Macbeth.

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They say in the Orkneys that one day the wind stopped blowing and everyone fell over. I hope nobody missed the rainbow.

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King Louis VIII to the citizens of Avignon in 1226: "Better fill in that moat. You're gonna want that space for parking someday."

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Crossing the Severn Estuary, the M48 Bridge supports rise like giant sails.

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Westward on I84 with the skies of home in sight. You can tell by the shadows to the side that the sun is shining. Those dark clouds on the horizon? Rain in the PNW!

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