Letters from My Terrace in Palma
These letters are mainly lighthearted with one or two serious ones mixed in. Some are both.
Our Own Skies
There is comfort in what we know well.
Nailing My Colours to the Mast!
Poetry is growing a garden not building a wall!
Christmas in Palma
The cities of the north celebrate with tall Christmas trees and busy Christmas markets but the Mediterranean Christmas of Palma is no less beautiful in its own way.
The Thingy
The island has its own ways, and we must learn them. They are part of life here.
Processionària Once More
If you ever come to Mallorca in March, it's worth leaving the beach and the bar. Just head for the pine woods.
Rises and Falls
The ‘rise’ and ‘fall’ of the thermometer are the start. Then we get to Icarus.
Hiding behind Words
Use your language. Don’t let your language use you!
Will the Real Mallorca Please Stand Up
There is more to Mallorca than meets the eye!
Today Is a Gift
“Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift, and that’s why it’s called the present.”
The Passing Year
The working years in Palma went by happily, from September to Christmas, and then round to September again.