Monthly Archives: September 2012

Signs of Don Quixote

From dust and gold to green, dust and gold, that was the transformation of the Spanish landscape between Madrid (central Spain) and Granada (southern Spain), or, as they say, from Castilla to Andalusia. Accompanying the change in colors was the … Continue reading

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Following in the footsteps of the famous

Following in the footsteps of Liz Taylor and Betty Ford,  when we return home, we will need to check ourselves into a rehab clinic followed by one of those weight-loss spas where they feed you carrot juice for breakfast, a … Continue reading

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Trains, planes, no ships or burros

  Four days in Spain and we’ve tried every form of transportation but ship, starting with airplane from Seattle to Chicago, then to Madrid and ending in Barcelona. The only weak link was American Airlines, but then my husband reminded … Continue reading

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La Sagrada Familia: one reason to visit Barcelona

What better way to devote a day than to spending time with the works of Antoni Gaudi? This marks day three of our explorations of Barcelona where we have lost our way in the labyrinth of streets in the Gothic … Continue reading

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Travels past and present

I can almost check everything off the list:  bills paid; newspaper canceled; mail delivery put on hold; new wills made; clothes packed; one neighbor scheduled to feed the hummingbirds and water the plants, two to harvest tomatoes; cat sitter ready … Continue reading

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Cultivating flexibility

Many of us lose flexibility as we age. We know that unless we stretch, our spines become more rigid. But what about flexibility in our attitudes? I’ve  been thinking about both kinds of flexibility lately.  I’m working with a Feldenkrais … Continue reading

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Devil in your details?

When I was very young, I remember my mother taking me for a walk near a railroad trestle, and seeing a crowd formed around emergency responders who were trying to rescue a child whose head was stuck in the trestle. … Continue reading

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Blame our brains

Tomorrow, the day after Labor Day, marks the beginning of two months of political-campaign assault in the form of simple messages– often half-truths, exaggerations, or just plain lies —  repeated over and over until, in desperation, we turn off our … Continue reading

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