Lucky

Lucky

Lucky Just a couple of weeks ago, Chris and I surprised ourselves by scaling the steep headland that overlooks Mamora Bay, Antigua.  Even recovered from the climb, the view is breathtaking. To the right, a lucky horseshoe bay surrounded by hillsides dotted with...
By Chance

By Chance

By Chance Some of the best things in life happen by chance. We were enjoying a family vacation on the West Coast of Scotland when, by chance, we spotted a poster advertising the Highland Games to be held the following day on the isle of Mull in the Western Hebrides....
Who Writes History?

Who Writes History?

Who Writes History? Among many other features, our Florida hometown is renowned for shrimp, sharks, and pirates! It’s not lost on me that pirates have morphed from a menacing distraction to an endearing attraction. Life-size models of pirates punctuate the main street...
Maturing Nicely

Maturing Nicely

Maturing Nicely Beginning another New Year, I notice that I think of time both circularly and linearly.  I only have to compare my current self with my childhood self to note that things have surely moved on. Yet devoted readers of Salt Spray and Aspens will recall...
Storms and Tides

Storms and Tides

Storms and Tides Most people we know who moved to north Florida from elsewhere were hoping to avoid cold, wet weather and shorter days. Usually, we are blessed with sunshine, gentle breezes, and an hour or so’s extra daylight. Until a recent week in November! We were...
Pelicans

Pelicans

Pelicans Having returned to Florida and with Chris’ health improving, we’ve taken the opportunity to visit some of our “old” favorite restaurants. Sitting in the aptly named “Salty Pelican” and gazing out over the water, I realized I could not see any eponymous...
To Market

To Market

To Market I try not to cringe when friends tell me it always rains in England. Sure, if you want, as poet William Blake called it, a “green and pleasant land,” you need to expect a decent amount of precipitation. Yet there are those “died and gone-to-heaven” days when...
Blankets & Rugs

Blankets & Rugs

Blankets & Rugs Last month, you may recall, in awe and wonder, I indulged my senses with my neighbor Sheri’s intricate and beautifully creative quilts. This month, spurred by Chris’ interest in tribal textiles, I’ve been equally indulgent in exploring exquisite...
Quilting

Quilting

Quilting Somewhat weary, and very belatedly, we returned to our summer home in Colorado to enjoy the mountains, powder puff clouds sailing across crisp blue skies, ripping thunderstorms, deer, wild sage – and quilts!  Our neighbor has a passionate interest in the...
Zen of Cats

Zen of Cats

Zen of Cats With apologies to those of my readers who are physically or emotionally allergic to cats! We are being a tad circumspect this year about returning to the rarefied air of Colorado, given Chris’ medical woes. (and alas, the rumor’s correct, he did contract...
Off Line

Off Line

Off Line My book group gathered recently to talk about Geraldine Brooks’ Horse. It provoked an interesting and wide-ranging discussion that, amongst other topics, addressed racism.  As I glanced around the room I couldn’t help but notice that we are uniformly white...