WPC: Her heritage

Today marks one year since I posted my first post on this blog because my first blog was getting full. A good day to view one’s heritage. In one year I managed to fill it up with less than 40% of space remaining. Serves me right for always cramming my posts with too many photos. Can’t help…

Lily Island

This morning I woke up and thought of lilies and islands. The first time he took me there was during my first visit of him and Italy. No talk of the future (and barely any talk at all since his English was still in the making and my Italian was only theoretical), no worries and no dog….

Duba for Nika

I don’t know if all people have a village where they did all the required growing up. My first friend and I – we do. My friend Nika called Nicky, who celebrates today, was my companion as we did our growing up every August in the tiny village Duba on the Pelješac peninsula in Croatia, the all-night…