I love camping. You may have noticed this if you've been reading my blog. And even though I've sold my motorhome (The Beast), I still want to go camping. Fortunately, I belong to an organization of like-minded women called Sisters on the Fly, and there are many different trips that the group organizes each year.
This island lies off the coast of Roscoff, Brittany. Depending which map you consult, it is surrounded by The Irish Sea, The North Atlantic, or The English Channel.
I'm sending this out as a separate post, because it was another side of Paris--not the usual one you see in the postcards. I will let the images speak for themselves.
I am so lucky to have this branch of my family tree growing nearby in the Hudson Valley now, instead of hours away via jet plane in Florida. Last week I went up for a visit and it was non-stop fun. Because what is more fun than one toddler? TWO toddlers, of course!
I went to the Brooklyn Museum with my friend Jude to see the Georgia O'Keefe show. The mosaics below are in the Eastern Parkway subway station at the museum. What a fabulous use of architectural elements! I wonder if they're from buildings that were being torn down?