Ascolta, My Child
While travelling in Italy I watched with fascination as a mother spoke in Italian to her small child. To me it was meaningless noise...
One of the things that has struck me while visiting Europe is how every town and village has a church. The towering edifice is...
I’ve just returned from a holiday in the northern hemisphere where it was full summer—only to land back home in the southern hemisphere’s deep [&hel...
We had the privilege of staying with friends who have sheep on their small farm. The sheep were securely kept in a field where...
Recently I watched as the ashes of my uncle and aunt were laid to rest. A combined life span exceeding 180 years. Lives full...
Whilst walking along a beach promenade, we noticed an amusement carousel. I haven’t seen one of these for ages. Small horses moved up and [...
In the first hour after birth, if a baby is placed on their mother’s chest, they instinctively begin what’s called the “breast crawl.” Without [&helli...
While travelling through Europe, I’ve seen many beautiful old stone houses—solid walls built centuries ago. But though their walls still stand, many have sagging, [&h...
Flying high above Europe, I watch the little plane icon crawl across the screen—tracing our journey from Italy, across countries and continents, back to [...
On a recent game walk, the ranger explained how even a decomposing carcass gives life—nourishing animals, birds, insects, and eventually the soil itself. In [...