March 2010
1 post
on swimming with dolphins...
As I travel through New Zealand, new vistas open up each day, with their own arching skies, scenery and stories, and I fall in, arms and heart outstretched. Today, I am in a little one-street, no-streetlight town on the shores of Lake Tekapo. Perched on my bed, I can look out and see the lake – a stretch of impossible blue – a milky turquoise, cradled between brown and gold mountains, its banks...
January 2010
11 posts
“One’s destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things.”
– Henry Miller
“There is no justice in this world … What there is in this world, I think,...”
– Leah, in Barbara Kingsolver’s Poisonwood Bible
“The power is in the balance; we are our injuries, as much as we are our...”
– Adah, in Barbara Kingsolver’s The Poisonwood Bible
“…Don’t try to make life a mathematics problem with yourself in the center...”
– Anatole to Leah, during their desperate attempt to escape the plague of the ants in Barbara Kingsolver’s The Poisonwood Bible
39 ways to live + not merely exist →
Came across this as i pondered new year resolutions for 2010. lovely.
“My mother died when I was quite young, and certainly a motherless girl will come...”
– Orleanna Price in Barbara Kingsolver’s The Poisonwood Bible.
discovering london: holland park
just back from a proper jaunt with the boggies ard holland park which is incredibly pretty, earthy and, it seems, a bit too not-urban for my dog. Or maybe it’s just that nothing smells familiar. Have to remember that bassets are creatures of habit, and I need to set up a route for them over the next couple of weeks so it all becomes a little less daunting. Misha was quivering like a tuning...
“Our truest life is when we are in dreams awake.”
– Henry David Thoreau
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bloat!
Misha, our basset, has a tendency to gorge on her food - attacking her orange bowl till it all disappears in 5 flat seconds. She peeks over to her sister’s bowl to see if she can steal some of Raka’s crunchy goodness but she’s having none of that as she chomps placidly on. Next, a sly, lightning visit to the kitchen to see if we’ve carelessly dropped any food on the floor -...
November 2009
2 posts
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travelpad: heathrow, sunday, nov 22
At Heathrow - getting ready to launch off in the direction of Freetown. Around me: the pulsing of trolley cart wheels…insistent announcements for passengers who aren’t yet at their gates…hurried feet in heels, sneakers, loafers, sandals, boots…wails of babies and recalcitrant children…conversations of other travelers on their phones, their computers, with each other....
October 2009
4 posts
