The month of December makes The Unseasoned Traveler eight months old. That’s right. With the help of Geoff McLean, the pastor of my church and still all around good guy, the first post went up in April. Pastor Geoff sent me off to Italy with his blog tutorial under my belt and a, “You can do it,” ringing in my ears. Yup! Eight months have passed and forty-one posts have been published. I’ve done some cool stuff. Climbing to the top of the Leaning Tower of Pisa was an accomplishment for a scaredy-cat like me. Getting down those ancient, winding stairs was almost as difficult as going up.
Going up or coming down….well, all the effort was worth it.
I’ve delighted in seeing things I never thought I would see….like this beautiful lady. She charmed me as she has charmed millions of other admirers.
I got to sit still and sip a coffee where Monet painted. That little café over there with the green awning is a very sweet spot.
And I got to sit quietly while getting to know this guy.
I made myself part of a small Italian neighborhood and found a restaurant where the food was hearty,
the drinks were generous,
and the service was always sincerely friendly.
I was blessed to have safe travels. Here I am on an overnight flight; I am wide awake because I was too excited to sleep.
Did I mention good food and drink?
I could not have asked for better junket companions. You all know this man, my husband and…..
this young woman, my daughter, Ashleigh. She was truly born for adventure.
I have grown very fond of looking at and out of windows.
So, now that I am in my neck of the woods, I thought it might be fun to share a view or two from my own windows. It’s not Italy or France, just my own small, daily search for junkets here at home.
A good start is my wintery, but still green back yard that can be seen from the upstairs back bedroom window.
Cold weather clouds urge all to bundle up.
Windows and family photos are always a good combination.
How about a closer look at that colorful, resilient flora that I can see from my kitchen window.
It seems I am not alone in window watching at my house. This fella has turned window watching into an art form.
A favorite angel has the good fortune to be near a window for Christmas.
So, the final junket of 2018 is right here at home, but never fear. Plans for 2019 are already like, “visions of sugarplums,” dancing in my head. To all who have followed my journeys, please know that your presence has value beyond measure. This Unseasoned Traveler says thanks for joining the junkets and wishes you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.