When you arise in the moring, think of what a precious privelege it is to be alive-- to breathe, to…
All that you can't leave behind
When you arise in the moring, think of what a precious privelege it is to be alive-- to breathe, to…
We all take different paths in life, but no matter where we go, we take a little of each other…
Let your heart travel lightly. Because what you bring with you becomes part of the landscape. ~ Anne Bishop |Madeira,…
To look at everything always as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time: Thus is…
An authentic and genuine life grows like a sturdy tree. And like a tree, it grows slowly. Every time you…
What's a Poem? A whisper, a shout, thoughts turned inside out. A laugh, a sigh, an echo passing by. A…
A path is a prior interpretation of the best way to traverse a landscape. ~ Rebecca Solnit |Madeira, Portugal|
A poem is a little path That leads you through the trees. It takes you to the cliffs and shores,…
"What is straight? A line can be straight, or a street, but the human heart, oh, no, it's curved like…
Pull up a chair. Take a taste. Come join us. Life is so endlessly delicious. ~ Ruth Reicht |Madeira, Portugal|
Ponta de São Lourenço |Madeira, Portugal|
Porto Moniz |Madeira, Portugal|