Week 30: Foggy

Fog rolled over the golden fields of barley (all the better to make Scotch whiskey with) as we drove through rural Scotland last August. I have never seen more dramatic skies than in Scotland.
FB Fog


Week 29: Juxtaposition

While cruising on the three rivers between Budapest and Amsterdam, I was amused to see river barges that were clearly self-contained. They were not only their livelihoods, but their homes. The captains brought along their families, cars, boats, and yes, even playgrounds, as you see on top of this riverboat. It was funny to pass by a long barge and see a tricycle and other toys outside the wheelhouse. This particular vessel was moored at Würzburg, Germany.
Riverboat Playground at Wurzberg

Here’s another barge loaded with personal modes of transportation:
FB River Barge

Week 27: In the Clouds

Some people just have their head in the clouds. That was the case with David, whom I visited recently on the grounds of the
Ringling Museum of Art in Sarasota. He can’t hold a candle to Michelangelo’s original however, gracing an inner sanctum at the Accademia Gallery in Florence, where I gazed in awe at him a few years ago, and will do so again this spring when I return.
Sarasota's David