William Holman Hunt

I didn’t expect to be able to do any serious blogging on this whirlwind journey beyond an erratic bit of travelogue. But the unexpected boon of constant internet access has enabled me to putter around a bit on the web, and I have discovered an article that I am eager to share.In keeping with my [...]

And Ever On…

Iwas greeted by the mountains; heaped hills of verdant green and smoky blue, etched by the white-walled, red-roofed ropes of small villages. It is unexpectedly beautiful here in the Balkans and it seemed a perfect fairyland to my travel-weary eyes when I stumbled off the plane yesterday afternoon. My exhausted friends and I were greeted [...]

A New Place…

It was two am in the small hours of this morning when we stepped into the heavy heat of the Middle East. We were sleepy, yet bright eyed with travel and fascination at the multitude of colors and sights that met us as we stumbled out to our waiting taxi. We walked carefully round groups [...]

Auf Wiedersehen

We leave Vienna today, lugging our suitcases down to the Ubahn and then off to the next country.
It’s been a blessed time. We had Sacher Torte yesterday, sipping our melanges (cappuccinos) in the red velvet lounge and enjoying every bit of our famous cake. There is so much tangible beauty here in the paintings and [...]

Gruss Gott!

Or, as the German has it, “Greet God” which basically means “hello”!
I greet you from the springtime streets of Easter Vienna. We arrived here a night and a half ago after a train ride from Munich through the Austrian Alps. We are cozily situated right on the Ring in downtown Vienna, ten minutes walk from [...]

The Road Goes Ever On and On…

Down from the door where it began,
Now far away the road has gone,
And I must follow if I can.
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way,
Where many paths and errands meet,
And whither then, I cannot say.

Bilbo Baggins said that, and I’m humming the tune of it under my breath as I stuff the [...]

His Life

Seven times a day, as I work upon this hungry farm, I say to Thee, ‘Lord, why am I here? What is there here to stir my gifts to growth?What great thing can I do for others-I who am captive to this dreary toil?’
And seven times a day Though answerest, ‘I cannot do without thee. [...]