As one wanders around Bergun, Switzerland, one asks oneself, ‘Could I do that?
‘Could I transform my house into a creation, a work of art, a pleasure and inspiration to me and those who see it? Could I show my aspirations, my heritage, my values – cryptically or with clarity – on my abode?’ Continue reading
I am besotted with the domed roofs of the Moscow Kremlin. Fair warning. I have tried to keep them to a manageable number in this post but I can’t help but think you’ll love them too and either forgive their frequent appearances or be hankering for more.
Posted in Russia
Tagged architecture, art, beauty, cathedrals, churches, history, holiday, life, Moscow, Russia, The Armoury, The Kremlin, travel, what to do in Moscow
Have you ever gazed at a European forest and wondered what it is that makes them seem so gentle and expansive? I have. The other day I found the secret. Here it is.
This is a bin. Even rubbish disposal is aesthetically pleasing in Yorkshire.
Posted in England, I Spy, I Hear, I Smell, I Taste
Tagged beauty, bins, England, fun, rubbish, travel, Yorkshire
When I travelled in Tasmania as a teenager I experienced an interesting illusion that derived from my having grown up in Western Australia’s vast distances. I relived it in and around the North York Moors National Park, surprisingly, England’s most wooded national park.
Looking at the map, I would estimate the time it would take to get from one town to the next. I no sooner looked up from the map, than we were upon that next town – fifteen minutes early. Prior to leaving Australia, I discovered it’s only about forty-five minutes north-south along the moors. My brain was curiously resistant to this information. It’s as if there was a little section off to the side in there having its own conversation, rather like a coffee room of insubordinate gossips: “There’s a whole green patch there on the map with lots of towns in it and some big open spaces. It must take longer than forty-five minutes. We’ll take no notice of what the local bloke says. We’ve never been there but we know better.” Continue reading
Posted in England
Tagged beauty, churches, England, hiking, illusion, moors, museums, pubs, relationships, travel, villages, Yorkshire
Oh, that’s right – I did. And I was.
I had had a guided tour of the Caldes de Boi centre and was pondering the extensive menu of health- and beauty-enhancing treatments available. The moment of choice was upon me. Continue reading
Posted in Spain
Tagged beauty, body lotion, chocolate, choice, facial, fun, health, health treatment, life, massage, nudity, Spain