Journies of change

Movement is the key

Accidental Expat

  • The Paskapoo Slopes: As we, or rather I, nimble-foot down the narrow snowy trail bounded by leafless trees and spindly branches I expected to be surprised by a Fox, a Coyote, a Deer or an unlikely exotic animal. But there is no one except us…a natural setting to play peek-a-boo. We continued on the trail,… Read more

  • ‘Spring is too busy, too full of itself, too much like a 20-year-old to be the best time for reflection, re-grouping, and starting fresh.For that you need December. You need to have lived through the mindless biological imperatives of your life (to bud, and flower, and show off) before you can see that a landscape… Read more

  • Certain cities/countries grow into you and for me it is Sultanate of Oman…the land of golden sands, wadis and for adventures unknown. 25 years is a long time to forget and move on but it seems only yesterday we were readying for the epic flight to Muscat, the capital of Sultanate of Oman. (1995 -2000) October… Read more