The last day of our week-long stay on the South Island. We’d had perfect weather every day – but this morning awoke to heavy cloud cover and light rain. We decided not to take the Crown Road from Wanaka to Queenstown as it crosses the Crown Range and conditions can change very suddenly, leaving theContinue reading “After the Storm”
Taoist temple on my first trip to Asia – Hong Kong. Hard to imagine that we were a bit nervous, language, culture, what if we couldn’t cope? We needed a ‘safe’ place to start… Hell – that was my husband, not me… I had plans to do a lot of travel in Asia and IContinue reading “Feeding the Gods”
Some ruins of a 14th century church out in the back end of the Scottish Highlands. The people moved or were moved away, this was left behind. If there is no fight, no ongoing battle to keep her from claiming the things that escape, that we raise up over her – Mother Earth comes forContinue reading “At all”
The narrow, winding back alleys of Dubrovnik are where life happens. Running dogs, singing children, rug beating, laundry hanging, tears in your beer, despair in your heart. These steps have stood for more than a thousand years. No time to stop and reflect. I wonder if I will ever stand in this spot again.
I do not like Paris. There. I said it. It’s out there… I can sit back now and wait for everyone that’s been there that just LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVED Paris to tell me how wrong I am to not like Paris. How I must have done this wrong. Or that wrong. Or I don’t understand this orContinue reading “Paris in the storm”
I find myself there, digging away, like a thief in the night, studying the names and the dates and families. Who lived long, who perished at sea, what pauper drowned and was buried with a beloved son? Whose child was snatched away 2 years 3 months and 4 days from her birth? It’s all thereContinue reading “Graverobbing”
This is just a small segment of an incredibly detailed porcelain sculpture embedded in the wall outside a Chinese clan business society in Kuala Lumpur. The attention to detail and the intensity of the colours are superb. And it says something about their culture that this has been here for decades at least without beingContinue reading “Traditional business”
Spotted this little imp near the Gateway to India in Mumbai. She’d made a break from her family and ran into this flock of pigeons who seemed content to adopt her, even if she insisted on squealing with delight and toddling through their breakfast.
We spent a day in Marmagao, on the west coast of India, in the state of Goa. It was just a taste – figuratively and literally. Bobby and I had one of the best seafood meals of our lives at a beach cafe, served to us by the proprietor, John, who had been educated inContinue reading “Goa Virgin”
Such a shame we couldn’t really connect in Medan – it has really stuck with me. A few very mysterious things about it. For instance – I just noticed there is a foot under the left wheel of this rickshaw. But no body showing up behind it. It was parked out back behind our hotelContinue reading “Medan Rickshaw 2011”