My favourite tree, a 200-300 year old frangipani, full of blossoms and spectator to more than we can imagine…

The kind of happiness that just gets plumper, richer, juicier and sweeter with age, old friends and the saturation of countless blessings...

Women coming back from foraging in the jungle for fuel and food for their livestock remind me of how easy my life really is...

Seymour Norte, Galapagos, tiny human-less island, a feast of wildlife, mating rituals, baby chicks, nesting...

Must run and have my welcome cocktail, by the pool, next to the beach. As Nancy says, I need a drink that's screaming for a little umbrella.

1st night on the land. A glorious dawn heralded by nature's finest symphony, mostly of the flying variety with a bovine and poultry chorus.

China is quite a culture shock after the wilds of the Mongolia. But headed out to a section of the Great Wall, about a 3 hr drive away...

Sacred Blue Lake, where Genghis Khan married his first and favourite wife, Borte, and was pronounced mighty head of the Mongol Empire...

Just hiked 25 miles along the Pembrokeshire coast with four friends, and to say it was stunning would be an understatement…

My compartment companions, 7 delightful young men from Hyderabad, on their way to Goa for the 1st time. Laughing and joking the whole way.

A repeating scenario in my life is where I find myself on remote, long, pot-holed, badly sign-posted roads that lead to glorious places...

60 is definitely different, not at all in a bad way, but my "to do" list suddenly started flashing neon lights...

6 days touring Lombok - a wonderful experience. Many say it is how Bali was 25 years ago, and true there is no such thing as a hot shower...

The highlight of my first day was being blessed by Laxmi the elephant, her trunk on the top of my head made my heart pop.

Where the 1960's is hiding, literally unchanged and preserved as though someone dropped a giant glob of THC resin onto it...

2010 was also the year I got my motorbike license. Was made "leader of the pack" by the class as the only female and scooter rider...

I am poaching my own Facebook posts to see if I can fill in some of the blanks when I stopped writing my travel letters...

I remember when we were all having babies and raising families, or starting careers and journeys, almost everything was about beginnings.

My beloved Ecco boots spent 2 years in Bali waiting for such a trip, but when I got them to Borneo, I found the soles had melted.

The whole workshop idea is starting to sprout wings, and a new website is in the works...