by Susie | Jun 30, 2019 | Memories, Photos, Places To Visit, Poems of Places, Poetry, Reunion, Reunion-Poems, Travel
This Magic Isle – Crete Reunion 2019. This magic Isle of new memories that nurtured the souls of those that loved… the hot golden days of our desert time, where friends were made to last and stay in OUR Oasis town of palms and sand. For some, more than...
by Susie | Dec 31, 2017 | Articles., Memories, Open Letters, Places To Visit, Uncategorized
What a Year This Has Been! As the closing of 2017 is upon us I look back over this very exciting and special year. The year when I reach the fabulous age of seventy, I can hardly believe that I have made it to this senior age! When I was young seventy was considered...
by Susie | Jul 14, 2017 | Food, Memories, Places To Visit, Travel, Uncategorized
Having already been to the United Arab Emirates in April for a Desert Reunion and having the most super time, staying at the Al Ain Hilton and meeting-up again with old friends, travelling with my youngest Son Jo and reliving the time we spent  there in this desert...
by Susie | May 31, 2017 | Imaginations and inter-blogging, Lincolnshire, Places To Visit, Uncategorized
I took a walk along the little mews and lanes of my nearby town yesterday, passing by the old Workhouse and on to the Old Dispensary. It was a pleasingly warm almost summer day. I stopped long enough to take this photo but sat further for a while on a nearby wall. I...
by Susie | May 12, 2017 | Memories, Places To Visit, Poems of Places, Travel, Uncategorized
Desert Days. To walk on desert sands, to feel the warmth of the rust coloured grains between your toes, the magic of this gentle land will steal your heart to return once more… this land will embrace you, it will fill your eyes with wondrous visions, this torpid...
by Susie | May 10, 2017 | Memories, Places To Visit, Travel, Uncategorized
“No man can live this life and emerge unchanged, he will carry however faint, the imprint of the desert, the brand which marks the nomad; and he will have within him the yearning to return, weak or insistent  according to his nature. For this cruel land can...
