Van Gogh in Nuenen In 1883, when Vincent van Gogh was 30, he moved back in with his parents (not an unusual story even now) who lived in Nuenen, a village tucked in a pocket of Brabant, the largest southern province of The Netherlands. All he wanted to do was paint. … [Read more…]
Don Quixote would have freaked out in Kinderdijk. Kinderdijk, an area in The Netherlands, was not a field of nineteen giants that an enemy sorcerer turned into windmills. They were a field of real windmills built to move water out and build a livable landmass for a growing country. My husband, Hoyt, and … [Read more…]
One of our first stops during our 2015 Ireland trip was Newgrange, a circular mound built more than 5,000 years ago during the Neolithic Period that houses a mystery. For perspective, think this: It is older than the Giza pyramids in Egypt. Never heard of Newgrange? I had not either, but after … [Read more…]
This post is dedicated to the families and friends of the nine victims in last week’s horrific act of terror in Charleston. It’s my way of sending condolences, of expressing solidarity in favor of stricter gun control laws. Guns in church = a most hideous oxymoron. Murdering worshippers = an act of unspeakable … [Read more…]
To the students who lost their lives in Berkeley last week, I dedicate this extra post. As recent visitors to Ireland, Hoyt and I could not help but feel a close connection to the people of that nation when we heard that terrible news. Many of the students were Irish, … [Read more…]