Floating through the Harbors of Malta

Floating through the Harbors of Malta

There are few things are more relaxing to me than being close to the water, bobbing along in a sturdy craft or cruising along the coast, soaking up sunshine and beautiful views.

One of my favorite places to do that isย Malta.

Maltese harbour

While inland Malta can be dry as a bone, dusty and rocky, the coast is stunningly beautiful, lined with harbors dotted with innumerable yachts and brightly-colored fishing boats.

Maltese harbors

I love the contrast of pristine vessels against old limestone buildings.

Maltese boat harbor

Somehow even the working vessels look nice in this setting with their brilliant colors reflecting on the glistening water.

Valletta harbor

My favorite ones of all are the traditional Maltese wooden boats. Their curvy lines and cheerful paint colors make me happy.

blue painted boat

Do you like being on the water? If so, what is your favorite place to take a boat ride?

Beautiful European Places to Visit in Autumn

Beautiful European Places to Visit in Autumn

It’s supposed to be Spring in Queensland, but today it is dark, cloudy, blustery and cold. Just like a perfect Autumn day. ๐Ÿ™‚

So instead of being out in my garden, I’m staying cozy and warm inside, drinking Berry Sensation tea and nibbling on coconut shortbreadas I work my way through my to-do list.

Since I’m in such an Autumnal mood, I thought we’d escape to Europe for a bit, and wander the streets of a few places that are exquisitely beautiful this time of year.

Such as Paris.ย 

I love Paris in Autumn. Love the thrill of steaming coffee and croissants first thing in the morning. Love how cozy the cafes look with their golden lights streaming out into the cold streets.

Mostly I love dressing warmly in comfy boots, woolens and a cozy scarf to spend hours crunching through leaves as I wander up stone steps, down cobbled alleyways, and along the wide avenues of the Jardin des Tuileries or Jardin du Luxembourg.

Paris in the Fall

Amsterdam is another favorite city to explore in Autumn.

There is something about the light in the Netherlands at this time of year that is eminently serene and quieting. It is conducive to restful naps and long contemplative walks along deserted canals, over ancient bridges, and into charming neighborhoods.

Amsterdam in Autumn

Perhaps my favorite place of all is England, especially the countryside near Salisbury in the New Forest.

My friend Katy took me exploring there one chilly Autumn day last year. What fun we had rambling through the woods, discovering wild ponies and the most delicious little thatched English cottages that made me want to move in immediately and stay forever.

 

English cottages

If you’ve been to Europe, where is your favorite place in Autumn? If you haven’t, where would you love to explore one day?

Puppies, Learning Italian, and Not Becoming A Model

Puppies, Learning Italian, and Not Becoming A Model

I love living on the Darling Downs in Queensland, especially in Spring when it seems that everything is budding, blossoming, and greening.

Paulownia blossoms

Today is a good day, not just because it’s gorgeously Spring-ish, but because I’m finally recovering from a four-week illness (HOORAY!!!), a dear friend is coming to visit, and I am finally back to my Italian studies.

A few months ago Rocket Languages offered me a free language course in exchange for an honest review. I was delighted, then promptly got sick, then Bear got sick, then I got sick again. Sigh. ๐Ÿ™‚ Isn’t that how life goes sometimes? But now, at last, I feel so much better, my head is clear, and I can begin to wrap my brain around Italian lessons.

Although I’m only on the first level, I am enjoying it so much. Unlike other courses I’ve tried that simply have you sit and listen to rapid-fire conversations while you furiously try to follow along, Rocket Languages in an interesting combination of visual and audio lessons.

One of my first assignments was to find Italian movies to watch โ€“ without English subtitles. It’s a little like sitting in a courtyard in Italy, listening to the babble of voices around you, incomprehensible at first, but soon familiar in lilt and diction. Before too long you’re picking out words you know, discovering words that make sense when heard in context, learning slang terms that regular Italians use rather than the textbook phrases that sound stilted and, well, text-bookish.

I like that I can listen to my lessons online, or download them to my computer to listen offline. I will keep you posted on how things go, but so far, Rocket Languages Italian Course is a pleasure.

tree-lined driveway

And now for my crazy story of the week. ๐Ÿ™‚

Last Wednesday I was minding my own business, innocently waiting to pick up my books at the library counter when a man with wild white hair and piercing blue eyes approached me. In a soft German accent he asked if he could talk to me about something, hastily assuring me he was not trying to sell anything. Politely I nodded for him to continue.

He informed me that he was the leader of a drawing/art class in town, and wondered if I would consider being a paid model for the class for two hours every weekend.

A NUDE model.

Now darlings, I think I should receive an Academy Award for my performance of โ€œwoman of the world who gets asked to be a nude model every day of the weekโ€. I was cool, suave, and behaved admirably, especially considering that my friend Ann was only a few steps away, frozen in the act of looking at a book, doing her best not to howl with laughter as he described the modeling schedule, adding that it wouldn’t be difficult workย  because they would give me regular tea breaks.

Ayiyi. ๐Ÿ™‚

I thanked him for his offer, said I’d “give it some thought”, and bid him farewell.

After his departure, silence reigned in the entryway as Ann’s face contorted into all manner of amusement. โ€œI’m not saying a word,โ€ quoth she, โ€œnot a single word.โ€

We managed to make it out to the car before bursting into laughter. Ann said, โ€œIf I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I’d never have believed it!โ€

And lest you think the story is over, it isn’t.

We made our way to our favorite cafe which is run by a fabulous South African artist. We told her about my encounter thinking she would also find it hilarious.

Nope.

โ€œOh!” she gushed. “What a wonderful opportunity for you!โ€ She then proceeded to tell me that when the artists completed their nude portraits of me, she would be thrilled to hang them in her cafe…where we eat every single week.

Good. Heavens.

Now I consider myself a fairly brave person. I’m willing to road trip through Albania, travel solo in the boonies of Vanuatu, or strike up a conversation with anyone, anywhere, but pose nude for a crowd of artists and then have those portraits hung in my favorite cafe? NOSIREEBOB!!!! Alas, the Art and Culinary worlds are going to have to miss out on that particular…um…pleasure.

Life is never dull on the Darling Downs. ๐Ÿ™‚

Now I will leave you with pictures of our darling new Maremma puppies – Apollo and Solar – who arrived safe and sound last night. ๐Ÿ™‚

Maremma pups

Photo Essay: Rome in Black and White

Photo Essay: Rome in Black and White

“For us to go to Italy and to penetrate into Italy
is like a most fascinating act of self-discoveryโ€š
back, back down the old ways of time.
Strange and wonderful chords awake in us,
and vibrate again after many hundreds of years of complete forgetfulness.”
D.H. Lawrence

Roman Colosseum in black and white

“Methinks I will not die quite happy
without having seen something of that Rome of which I have read so much.”
Sir Walter Scott

old car in Rome

“Italy, and the spring and first love
all together
should suffice to make the gloomiest person happy.”
Bertrand Russell

Rome street corner

“What is the fatal charm of Italy?
What do we find there that can be found nowhere else?
I believe it is a certain permission to be human,
which other places, other countries, lost long ago.”
Erica Jong

old man at Roman ruins

“There’s no looking at a building after seeing Italy.”
Fanny Burney

Roman ruins

“Even now I miss Italy dearly,
I dream about it every night.”
Eila Hiltunen

Rome intersection

If you could go to Rome tomorrow, what would you most like to see?

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