Days with Rin

I didn't want to lose Rin. I didn't want a new dog. I didn't want to feel the weight of grief for months on end... but, y'all, that's...

The fog is clearing. I’m remembering that day more clearly now… Therapy Dog Rin, Rin Rasmussen…my best friend and furbaby lies dead on...

The burnished green and leafy vine is climbing high on this ancient Abbey. It’s knocking on the tiny window of this small work space...

“Let’s get some fuel here on the highway before we get into the city of Nice.” Dad said, sensibly. I wanted a drink and to stretch my...

What shall we do today? Our last full day in Italy, on Lake Maggiore’s Isola del Pescatori (or Island of the Fishermen), and last full...

When your hotel room faces the east, you better have your curtains drawn, or the glorious Italian sun will wake you 3 hours before the...

Any good writer will tell you that as a good writer; you should be able to switch gracefully and easily between subject matter and write...

Originally written: Friday, September 20, 2013 If there is anything that summarizes an experience in a major city like Paris...or New...

Originally written, Thursday, September 19, 2013 Paris Shondering and The History of Emotion The alarm went off like a scream in the...

Preface... As I look forward to my upcoming trip to Europe, I looked back at my blog posts from my last trip to Europe in 2013. That...