Category Archives: Loose Chunks of Debris

You and me in black ballet shoes tiptoeing across the New York skyline leaping on Harlem rooftops pirouetting through gangways with candles in our hands doing the Rhumba to punk’s radios. Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrhumba babumba rhumba bumba. We dance. Our bottoms kiss … Continue reading →

I hate Facebook most of the time as it’s too public for my tastes.  So for those of you who wander into my blog, here’s my own personal “throwback thursday” today.

Craggy Rocks of Cornwall. September, 2014.

Watching the romantic Outlander series on cable has inspired a “fields of heather” obsession today, so here’s a slideshow of all the heather fields we walked through in September.

The livestock we met, cliffs that made our knees weak, and heather that helped us forget those joints bothering us.

For a Cornwall coastal walk from St. Ives to Zennor, we wore the wrong shoes. At Mile 5 (of 7) my shoe heel disembarked for a deep crevice between two big boulders. Michael’s brown leather Rockports would be great in … Continue reading →

We are riding the train to Cornwall with dogs. Yep. The English love their dogs and take them places NYC doggie lovers would die for. A nice-sized collie mix was in our Reserved Car, a packed train with luggage spilling … Continue reading →

AngloFile-1 (Aug. 24) I never knew my grandmother, Mabel Eliza Montgomery Bennett. She died several years before I was born, and lived 3,000 miles across the water in any event. What little I heard about her was from my mother … Continue reading →