Does happiness go around in pairs?
Sifting through the pictures of a recent weekend in Brussels, I find that images with pairs seem to radiate contentment and joy …

Does happiness go around in pairs?
Sifting through the pictures of a recent weekend in Brussels, I find that images with pairs seem to radiate contentment and joy …


Last Sunday, when I decided to go for a walk in the nearby woods, I had no idea what lay in store for me. It had been a while – a couple of months, perhaps – since I’d walked there. That afternoon, cold but sunny, I felt an urge to explore the woods in winter. Continue reading “Winter’s gift”
I was in Paris last weekend. The main intent was to meet my cousin and his family who live in London and were visiting Paris over the weekend. I had not seen them in years; Paris seemed like a good meeting place.
It was a short journey from Brussels, about an hour and half. On the adjacent seat the middle-aged lady, of Spanish or South American origin, appeared stiff and serious; conversation seemed improbable. I spent time looking out at the rolling fields, green and yellow and occasionally punctuated by windmills of the modern kind, and looking through my tiny “Artistic Paris” guidebook, trying to decide how to spend the afternoon before meeting family for dinner.