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Mama Mia, it’s Mother’s Day

To me dear old Mum, This Blog was originally intended for you. Actually, it was intended to keep the cost of International calls down by posting my messages for you at my leisure. Somehow it blossomed. Nevertheless, here is your Mother’s Day Blog even though it sounds a bit ridiculous. And for the other 200 of you that average reading this thing each day, bear with us. Mom and I, as always, in some suspicious …

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Ticking items off the life list

Tonight I am standing in the kitchen, cleaning tiny octopus, mincing garlic & onions and sipping on a local white wine. Toni and Marianna are coming for dinner, the theme; seafood.For someone interested in cooking, the ingredients here in Italy are like a fine set of tools.I love to cook, and I really love to eat.As the second glass of wine gets poured, I start to think…I live in Italy, I have access to all …

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Rhythm

Passo delle Erbe My speed picks up, what was a casual, settled pace becomes frenetic. I’m entering a different place, the road is narrowing, more defined, soon it’s just a path lined with green, lush life. Still I climb, as I have been doing for so long, but suddenly it becomes purposeful, not for the top but for the feelings. Eminem is along for the ride, reminding me of other ways, other styles, but universal …

Work & Play

I unlock and swing the door open just in time. My backpack, skis, poles, boots, groceries, mail and travel bag all crash to the floor in one pile.Home!The better part of one month has been spent living in mountain huts in Italy, Austria and Switzerland with little privacy, earplugs in, smelly blankets and dealing with certain nationalities more prone to farting and snoring. The flipside to the glamorous world of being a mountain sports photographer.After …