A Journey to Ireland

A Journey to Ireland

"Nothing endures...

My grandmothers

...but personal qualities. "

Walt Whitman

"La folle Complainte", Charles Trenet

Jazzy Summer Night Dream

Your sweet expression

The smile you gave me,

The way you looked when we met

Its easy to remember

But so hard to forget.

I hear you whisper,

Ill always love you

I know its over and yet

Its easy to remember

But so hard to forget...

So I must dream

To have your hand caress me,

Fingers press me tight.

Id rather dream

Than have the lonely feeling

Stealing through the night.

Each little moment is clear before me,

And though it brings me regret

Its easy to remember

But so hard to forget....

"Easy to remember" Stacey Kent

Noirmoutier en l' Ile

The Bench on the Beach

The fishermen's cemetery

Out of the Harbour

Fishing boat at dawn

Way to the Ocean

La Luzeronde

Le Bois de la Chaise

Jean Bodin, alias Hercule, Farmer

Fredo, The Oyster Farmer

The Harbour, L' Herbaudiere

My bicycle on the "Plage des Lutins"

The Swamp land

The seagull dance

Les mots dans l'eau

A flying Kite ....

a flying heart ....

Flying Away

Paris, Paris

Kathmandu

City of Peace and Hell

Babas Of Nepal