If there was a blue ribbon for the most wonderful blue sea, this would certainly get my vote. It was all I could do not to just jump in and become a fish. If my cousins…

Cinque Terre, five hillside villages that hug the Italian riviera, fitting tightly within the rocky coastline. Colorful amongst the olive and lemon tree orchards, Fragrantly enchanting, Playful, With each vista point claiming visitors to sigh, "This is the best."  …

  My three cousins: Robin, Joan and Judy. We rented a car, packed our small bags, grabbed a map, left France, hopping the boarder to Italy. I was forbidden to drive, since falling asleep at the wheel isn't attractive. Nevertheless,…

  Next door to France is a place called Italy. My cousins Robin and Joan are half Italian with family living there. They asked if I would like to join them on a road trip. Needless to say I was…

    My Mac took a dive towards the dark side. It has a problem, and is being fixed. But while it is in the hands of the Mac doctor, I feel like my hands are tied behind my back.…

  Today is Annie's 92nd Birthday. For those of you who read my blog you know that Annie is my dear friend who I have had the pleasure of knowing for over seventeen years. I thought it would be a…