An Exploration of Curiosities
An Exploration of Curiosities
No one standing in the room noticed the painting. Likely because it was behind a table carrying an assortment of distractions: lamps, jewelry, and a chest of antique Polish paintings of the Madonna. The woman running the estate sale noticed what made me pause, a …
On a rain soaked Sunday afternoon driving between my home in the Berkshires to Hudson, New York a sign for an estate sale caught my eye; more than the sign, it was the long winding remote dirt road that demanded further investigation. It’s common to …
I approach estate sales with curiosity, delicacy and respect. I go in search of history – a glimpse at someone’s life story. Walking through a stranger’s home is like reading a book; it’s a visual chapter to a past other than my own. I’ve witnessed …
Brandon Kinder’s two albums are part of my “pandemic” playlist. Last year I asked Brandon to perform where I live, in Wiesbaden. He said if I found a venue he would add Wiesbaden to his European tour. I did. And Brandon was true to …
I have a trail of crumbs to follow, some are my own… I want to visit Les Deux Garçons, where M.F.K. Fisher sipped sherry while her girls indulged in glasses of lemonade in Aix-en-Provence. I want to find the lounge in Paris where Craig Claiborne …
No one standing in the room noticed the painting. Likely because it was behind a table carrying an assortment of distractions: lamps, jewelry, and a chest of antique Polish paintings of the Madonna. The woman running the estate sale noticed what made me pause, a …
The woman who resided in the beautiful 1800’s Greek Revival was a petite size 2. Her tastes for fashion included solid tailored classics. Her closets, yes closets, brimmed with silks, tweeds and linen from Lord & Taylor, Oscar de la Renta, and Givenchy; many with …
I once had a garage sale prompt a move to Belgium. It wasn’t a conversation with a person at the garage sale that instilled a fire within me to imagine an adventure overseas I never knew to dream, it was a book; a red hardback …
The advertisement for the estate sale boasted that the previous owner was the founder of a famous beverage company – and there was a half-mile winding driveway to prove it. Someone at the top of the hill directed cars to park by the well kept …
On a rain soaked Sunday afternoon driving between my home in the Berkshires to Hudson, New York a sign for an estate sale caught my eye; more than the sign, it was the long winding remote dirt road that demanded further investigation. It’s common to …
I approach estate sales with curiosity, delicacy and respect. I go in search of history – a glimpse at someone’s life story. Walking through a stranger’s home is like reading a book; it’s a visual chapter to a past other than my own. I’ve witnessed …
You’re stardust and delight Tossing magic left and right Leaving those in your wake With minds swirling to create Hearts on the brink of break Soon you’ll be gone Just a memory forlorn Forever come what may You’re destined in my heart to stay Existing …
She told me I looked pretty in yellow. I said she had beautiful blue eyes. I handed her a container of crackers and cheese from my purse. The light turned green. I rolled on. The “retreat” I was rolling on to was a 50th birthday …
The plan was to move to Naples, Italy from the Berkshires, rent out the house and return to Massachusetts in three years. I only lasted one. I love archeology, history, art, pizza and gelato. Living in the backyard of Pompeii, Herculaneum, Baia and Paestum were …
The Ant who loved Zelda Was eager to win her heart, So each day he brought her a flower It was a start. Each blossom held meaning Symbolizing: love, hope and dreaming, Along with hope Zelda might one day Open the door to see The …