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Last Sunday was the first time I got to spend Mothering Sunday with my mum in 28 years. Isn’t it crazy? To make it special I had booked a tour of Highclere Castle in Berkshire – the home of ‘Downton Abbey – for the two of us; mom is a huge Downton fan, she watches […]
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… I do have a few things to show you, but I’m trying to catch up on life today and I have a really busy weekend ahead so for now let’s keep to the original schedule. As you know this past week my American friend/AFS sister was visiting from California and we’ve spent most of […]
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Letter Beginning with Two Lines by Czesław Miłosz (by Matthew Olzmannn) You whom I could not save, Listen to me. Can we agree Kevlar backpacks shouldn’t be needed for children walking to school? Those same children also shouldn’t require a suit of armor when standing on their front lawns, or snipers to watch their backs […]
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… delicious brunch at The Cupping Room Cafe in Soho… blueberry pancakes drenched in maple syrup… so so good… (I was going to say drizzled, but it would have been a lie, I drowned them in the stuff!). Why Soho? Because I had booked a punch needle workshop at Purl Soho ran by the lovely […]
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We braved the hot California sun and headed downtown to take a graffiti tour. (We booked through LA Art tours, you can find them here.) Fascinating. Our guide was the super knowledgeable Shandu (founder of the graffiti crew L.A.Bomb back in the 80s) Cool dude. We learned about ‘bombing’ and ‘tags’, about graffiti writers and […]
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We got a really early start to beat the crowds and make sure parking wasn’t a problem…and it worked out really well. Oh my this place is so wonderful. We have three days in the park so today we stayed in Yosemite Valley. First up we hiked to the lower falls although calling it a […]
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It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it […]
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The first baseball game I’ve ever been to was in 1988… I was 18 years old, spending the summer at my AFS sister’s house in Wisconsin and the Milwaukee Brewers were part of my education. (I also attended Summer Fest where we twisted to a Chubby Checker concert, caught a 17lb salmon on lake Michigan, […]
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I think I can genuinely blame Ali for this one. She’s the one who texted me a picture of a pair of denim from Anthropologie covered in sashiko embroidery. She sowed the seed. And then that seed grew and grew and when I saw a pair of jeans in my size down to the most […]
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