Hi, I'm Christina. I love travel, cats, gardens, house sitting, birds, painting, dogs, museums, good food & drink, you know - all the good stuff! I've been working on my first memoir, Magicians, Cross Dressers and My Uterus while living my second!
Back in August, I shared my first published piece and shared about the process. I’m so pleased that I have been published again, and this time I’m even getting paid — a whole $10! My essay, “True Love, Fairy Tales, and George R.R. Martin” found a home at the literary magazine, Her Stry. What does the author of The Game…
I went to the Zurich botanical gardens today on Sunday, and sent my dear friend Nita some photos and she told me: “BLOG IT!!!” I said something about perfectionism paralysis and about feeling like there are so many other things I should post first and she said, “Just get it out there!” Yeah… I’ve been doing a lot of preaching…
So it’s been a while since I’ve posted – over a year. A lot has happened since then, yet a lot hasn’t happened as well. So much has changed in my life and the world that I feel paralyzed about where to start. The perfectionist in me says that I should post something about what I learned from my 31…
Bird silhouettes, dark against the bright sky often kindle my imagination with a romantic notion of utter freedom. Freedom from the tiresome anxieties of the thoughts that plague our collective minds down here in these strange times. Each type has its own flight pattern and after years of gazing skyward, I recognize some birds by this alone. American goldfinches (quite…
And this is not the blog post I planned to write. April 2, 2020 marks the anniversary of quitting my job, selling my home, and traveling for two years. I’d planned to announce that, after much dithering, I had decided to end (or at least pause) my nomadic ways and move to Munich. I would speak of celebrations with my…
What do I miss most about the US? I mentioned in an earlier post that one thing I really miss from the US is the clothes washing situation. For any not familiar with the European washing process, it goes something like this. Washing machines are the size of a small dishwasher. I cannot fathom how families cope with this fact…