Saturday, September 22, 2018 →
Boats at sunset.
2018
Wednesday, September 19, 2018 →
The sun sets over the Mediterranean at the end of a day celebrating 55 years on this planet for me. A day of reflection and gratitude…for family, friends, opportunities that have come my way, lessons learnt, and wisdom shared. I have much to be grateful for.
The quietness and stillness of Provence as the sun rises. Hear the insects fly by, acorns and leaves falling from trees, the silence. Notice the sun catch a single strand of a spider’s web. Feel that slight breeze. Rest…deeply…
Saturday, September 15, 2018 →
Look carefully, there’s a coloured giraffe somewhere in this photo…🦒
Thursday, September 13, 2018 →
View over Villeneuve-les-Avignon, the 14th Century Fort Saint-Andre, and the 1,912m Mt Ventoux, from a picnic dinner with @clothandgoods.
Wednesday, September 12, 2018 →
Pont du Gard, a Roman aqueduct built to carry water between the city of Uzés to the Roman colony in Nimes. Built in the first century AD, and taking about 5 years to build, offers some amazing statistics in praise of the precision of the Roman engineers. From Wikipedia - “The bridge has three tiers of arches, stands 48.8 m (160 ft) high, and descends a mere 2.5 centimetres (1 in) – a gradient of only 1 in 18,241 – while the whole aqueduct descends in height by only 12.6 m (41 ft). The aqueduct formerly carried an estimated 40,000 m3 (8,800,000 imp gal) of water a day to the fountains, baths and homes of the citizens of Nîmes.” A truly wonderful place to visit.
Wednesday, September 12, 2018 →
Palais des Papes, one of the largest medieval Gothic buildings in Europe and the Papal residence during the 14th Century, at sunset from where we are staying.
Local wisdom…🍷
Side street, away from the crowds.
Detail from a sweet vegan restaurant, Vert Bouteille. Many thanks to Bénédicte for the warm welcome and delicious lunch as we sheltered from the rain.
By the seaside…in the Camargue National Park
Wednesday, September 5, 2018 →
Vintage.
Wednesday, September 5, 2018 →
Mont Major Abbey. I could hear the distant voices of the monks chanting in this beautifully preserved abbey.
Exploring the side streets after dinner.
Looking for a spot.
Frayed Nerves
Saturday, August 18, 2018
I am not going to pretend that I can work well when I know that people are around who might call on me at any moment, because I can’t. Loud music, disturbances, kids shouting, people talking, these distractions and others just throw me when it comes to working. Sometimes, most of the time, just people present in the room with me will intrude on my ability to focus. Unless they are the quiet type like me, in which case no problem, I sit there anticipating the next interruption.
End of the day.
Say cheese!
Shadows and trees, shapes and design … memories of Japan.
Reflections at sunset
A windswept ruin in Kilmuir on the Isle of Skye from three years ago (😳 wow! time flies), feels appropriate to accompany the new blog post, “Where is the Prison in your Life?” Link in the bio.
Where is the Prison in Your Life?
Thursday, June 28, 2018
One of the most rewarding activities that I am involved in right now is a weekly men’s circle that I co-facilitate in Maui Community Correctional Center. We call the group Men’s Mentoring and its aim is to offer inmates of the jail a place to share in confidence, with no judgment, issues in their life that they are struggling with, and to grow through that sharing. We look at these issues under the umbrella of teaching the inmates emotional literacy, to help ourselves develop the ability to recognize and act appropriately on the emotions that arise within us.
Grandpa duties…🚂 @brioplay
“In a world where scarcity and shame dominate and feeling afraid has become second nature, vulnerability is subversive.” ~ @brenebrown
Flying home
The sky was on fire this evening.
A quiet corner somewhere.
I never live up to my ideals.
