Dramatic: from the endless scenic landscapes, to the ancient tales of it's early Viking settler's, to the turbulent natural forces lying in wait... The first word of association when I think Iceland is dramatic. From the moment the plane entered the airspace above, i could tell this place was special. At midnight, the sun still… Continue reading Awe Inspiring Iceland
In the Big Smoke (London), existing on the necessities performed in the " today" so that i may enjoy the "tomorrows". I find my sense of creative-self choked by the urban cloud. Though lovely to be with my dearest and oldest friend enjoying walks along the Thames, dinners in the garden and long talks over… Continue reading In The Big Smoke But Dreaming of Green
It was a gray, misty day which only made the fields look more green, as if that were even possible here. The air had a faint sweetness of spring blooms, and often the only sound to be heard was the click-clack of pedals turning vintage chains. Though there were near 200 people pedaling down a… Continue reading A Pedal Through Yesteryear
As i was making my way through London City to one of the most extensive collections of food and wine archives i happened upon a large and excited crowd gathered in Guildhall Square. On lookers spanning the perimeter of what appeared to be a race course of some sorts with a waiting horde of men… Continue reading Finding the Sacred Pancake
(This is my unedited version of an article i guest contributed for the hugely popular and hip Paris based site MessyNessyChic on Dec 10, 2013) In Missouri, the old timers say 'the roads were cut from following the path of a drunken Indian', curvy narrow ways winding over and around the rolling hills through dense hollows,… Continue reading Curvy Roads & Forgotten Treasures
I just experienced one of the most inspirational nights in many a moon at the St. Louis International Film Festival, viewing the Documentary Shorts of Artist Lives, and most especially the film by Kirkwood (St. Louis) Missouri native Virginia Lee Hunter titled "Tumbling From The Mountaintop of Truth: The Art of Anselm Spring" . Her ability… Continue reading Misfits Inspiring
A little over a month I've been "home", hugging my man-son, sharing too many bottles of wine and endless laughs with friends and rediscovering all the wonderful-ness that can be found in this often over looked state of Missouri. Returning in the autumn was my idea time, when the Ozark foothills become spectacular displays of… Continue reading A Taste of Home
This post I'm sharing the page with fellow traveler, gourmand, and bestest friend Lisa Glenn who's special interest and bottomless well of information lie in medieval history and all the drama, intrigue, and unbelievable acts one would find in a royal family tree. She and I broke away from the pack one day during our… Continue reading Awesome Dead People, Their History & Fairy Tales
It's Easter Holy Week in Ireland, and being immersed among a deeper see of Catholics than almost anywhere besides Vatican City, i'm intrigued at the faith and traditions that move this country and make it rich and sincere. The place is full of beautiful sites, interesting people and daily cultrual conundrums of curiosity . One… Continue reading The Easter Flame or “No Pints” Friday In Ireland
Being in and out of Ireland over the past few months, I've really grown comfortable in this familiar but foreign land, due mostly in part to the warm folks that make up this ancient land of faith, passion, and pride. And on no other day of the year will you sense all that with an… Continue reading No Better Place To Be For St. Paddy’s Day!
Every conceivable cliche' of love known to civilization is at it's maximum use potential today, as love and admiration become a tangible commodity. I could ramble on about the gross exploitation of emotion and contrived gestures of appreciation...but I won't (your welcome) I will however share a bit of history on the day (with an… Continue reading Goatskins, A Martyr & Homemade Pizza… Ingredients For Love
Most all of you know i'm currently a hobo foodie wandering about Europe on a shoestring budget. But I'm also a P.M.G ... Proud Mother of a Geek!! (By the way, he hates it when I say that.) The word "geek" had many root origins out of early Europe from fool, to crazy, to even… Continue reading And now for something completely different…..
Despite the short, cloudy days - Ireland this winter is wonderfully mild and perfect for outdoor exploring. Yesterday I was treated to a road trip compliments of my pal Freddie, to awaken the senses and shake off the damp. We ventured north to Carlingford Ireland which lies just across Carlingford Lough (actually a huge estuary) on… Continue reading Waking the Senses in Carlingford Ireland
The day after Christmas back home in Missouri includes waking up to a house strewn about with new toys, spending the day indulging on Mom's Christmas dinner leftovers, and 60% off sales at all major department stores. In Ireland the day after Christmas is so much more!! December 26 is… Continue reading Stoneing, Fox Hunting, & Hot Whisky Does a Holiday Make!
As I head out this morning to watch the sunrise from Loughcrew on this winter solstice I remember to be thankful for the opportunity to enjoy the journey in this life I've been given. That at the end of the day it may not matter where we land, but more importantly the path that got… Continue reading Make the best of it…..who knows what’s next!
I awoke yesterday morning to fog like none other I had seen and despite it was my second day of driving in Ireland, that even at noon roads could have spots of black ice (temps were only at 42 f) and that I had no map, I was going to explore Loughcrew Cairns. There is… Continue reading Forgotten Hills of Mystery
The Irish historically have been a people to develop and perfect skills of life unlike most other cultures of early existence. The Celts were navigating the earth and building sacred sites mathematically based upon astronomy long before the Egyptians. The neolithic site of Newgrange, just up the road from where I'm staying predates the Pyramids… Continue reading Mr. MaCabe and His Fresh Veg
A gracious friend road tripped me up through Louth County today to find a fisherman. So near to where I have been staying and unbelievable I had yet to see. The Mountains of Mourne greeted us as we capped over the hill upon entering Clogherhead. There lied the Irish Sea. The fishing village of Clogherhead, forming… Continue reading A Day By The Sea
One of the most grueling pastimes around, Rugby; a sport of constant battle, skillful footing, strength, wit and endurance. Bruises, cuts, sprains and breaks are all part of this challenging sport of gentlemen, but at the end of 80 minutes of play, both teams walk off exhausted and meet up at the nearest pub ready… Continue reading Rugby a Short History …OR… You Did What?? (My Mother Is Not Gonna Like This One)