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My husband died in April 2007. He was the love of my life and my traveling companion for more than 50 years.

Backpacking in Europe while we were students, beach holidays with our toddlers, camping with the children and later just the two of us. After our retirement long, wonderful travels: Africa, the USA, and so many dear countries in Western Europe.

Now I don’t travel much anymore. Sometimes just a week with one of my children and their family.

But last year I thought: ”I do have to see New York City.” And I loved every minute of that trip, with my daughter.

Bitten by the travel bug again? I don’t know.
But so many countries and cities are still there and they keep saying: “Come and visit us! We are so beautiful!”

Now first on my list is Venice, Italy!

The true beloveds of this world are in their lover's eyes
lilacs opening, ship lights, school bells, a landscape,
remembered conversations, friends, a child's Sunday,
lost voices, one's favorite suit, autumn and all seasons,
memory, yes, it being the earth and water of existence, memory.
Truman Capote

William Butler Yeats (1865?1939)

The Lake Isle of Innisfree

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet's wings.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements gray,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.

Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834)
The Netherlands

Water and windmills, greenness, Islets green..
Willows whose Trunks beside the shadows stood
Of their own higher half, and willowy swamp..
Farmhouses that at anchor seem'd--in the inland sky
The fog-transfixing Spires..
Water, wide water, greenness and green banks,
And water seen..

"Where Have All the Grandmas gone".

In the dim and distant past
When life's tempo wasn't so fast,
Grandma used to rock and knit,
Crochet, tat and baby sit.

When the kids were in a jam,
They could always call on Gram.

But today she's in the gym
Exercising to keep slim.

She's checking the web or surfing the net,
Sending some e-mail or placing a bet.
Nothing seems to stop or block her,
Now that Grandma's off her rocker.

Author unknown.

And who is Rosie the Riveter? Read more about her on my Sacramento page

"We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing." George Bernard Shaw.*

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Some Like Poetry

Some -
thus not all. Not even the majority of all but the minority.
Not counting schools, where one has to,
and the poets themselves,
there might be two people per thousand.

Like -
but one also likes chicken soup with noodles,
one likes compliments and the color blue,
one likes an old scarf,
one likes having the upper hand,
one likes stroking a dog.

Poetry -
but what is poetry.
Many shaky answers
have been given to this question.
But I don't know and don't know and hold on to it
like to a sustaining railing.

Wislawa Szymborska (b.1923, Poland.
The Nobel Prize in Literature 1996.)

translation by
Regina Grol

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  • daarth's Profile Photo
    Sep 14, 2014 at 10:48 PM

    Happy Birthday!

  • alza's Profile Photo
    Sep 14, 2014 at 2:39 PM

    Happy birthdy Ellen. Best wishes from Montréal, lou

  • Daja123's Profile Photo
    Sep 14, 2014 at 3:36 AM

    Happy Birthday, Ellen! Wishing you a wonderful day, from sunny Slovenia! -:)

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    Sep 14, 2014 at 2:25 AM

    Happy birthday, Ellen!

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    Sep 14, 2014 at 1:52 AM

    Happy Birthday, PJ

  • kenHuocj's Profile Photo
    Sep 16, 2013 at 5:48 AM

    another year tucked away, and you're getting wiser too - Well done ;-)))

  • alza's Profile Photo
    Sep 14, 2013 at 6:46 PM

    Hi Ellen, Happy Birthday! Enjoyed "Some like poetry" by Wislawa Szymborska. Read that she died in 2012... She studied at Jagiellonian Uni in Krakow, I stayed in their apartments in Old Town on my first of 6 memorable days there.
    I hope your trip to New York awoke the travel bug in you. So much to see, so much to do! I can make time, but not money... too bad. Oh well, we can always read. Best wishes!

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      Sep 16, 2013 at 7:13 AM

      Thank you, Lou! I don't travel much anymore, but I was in Tuscany this summer. And yes, we can always read. And watch TV. And make great trips on the WWW :-)

  • toemayn's Profile Photo
    Sep 14, 2013 at 4:32 PM

    Hope your birthday is filled with all the fun you can handle!

  • alza's Profile Photo
    Mar 28, 2013 at 8:34 AM

    Hi Dutch Anna! Glad to read you enjoyed NYC & to see it's Venice's turn now. Wishing you lots of enjoyment in this beautiful city. And for every day, best wishes of good health and happiness. lou

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    Sep 16, 2012 at 3:08 PM

    Belated happy birthday! Hope you will do something extravagant for yourself.

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