Party birds

Every year at this time, the berries of the Pyracantha and Cottoneaster get ripe—really ripe as in fermented—and the birds go nuts. It sounds like a party all day long as flocks of beautiful Cedar Waxwings and over-wintering Robins hang...

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Corsica

In July I visited Corsica, which is a province of France, though I don't think the inhabitants are too keen about that. (Witness the crossed out French translations of Corsican village names on the signposts). But this island has the...

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Kabuki Springs

For someone who loves painting the human body, this place offered more than a restorative spa experience. The steamy atmosphere hiding and revealing all the beautiful and graceful women reminded me of all those "Orientalist" paintings. I am continually amazed...

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