Sometimes Words Just Aren’t Enough….
The sun has gone down and soft contemplative otherworldly jazz is wafting from the open air amphitheatre. I …
The sun has gone down and soft contemplative otherworldly jazz is wafting from the open air amphitheatre. I …
You hear Saint Louis before you see him. He wanders the lower Plateau with his dog Cookie singing his …
Most of us live guarded, controlled, circumscribed lives. Not wanting to ‘offend’ others we watch what we say and …
Beauty is all around us if we shut out the noise and open our eyes to see. For example, …
The Metro is our subway. As I seldom sit down I ‘surf’ it almost every day into town. Only …
The proprietor hails from eastern France, near the Swiss border. “Magnifique!” he nodded when I asked if it was …