Anne's Short Musings

There’s nothing quite like the sound of a currawong warbling of a morning. It such a melodious sound, a welcoming start to the day.
In spring many birds visit my balcony with their babies, knowing I will leave some food for their breakfast. The currawongs always give me a thank you song in reply.

Having only been to London when the days are short and the sun rarely seen, I was enthralled at the difference in the city under the summer sunshine.




Flowers abounded, on every corner, every lamp post. Buildings were covered in them. In the parks the lawns were dotted with tiny flowers poking their faces to the sky.




I did wonder who cares for these flowers, and where they go during winter. Just where do all these pots of colourful gems come from each summer?


Then there were places like St Dunstan-in-the-East - bombed during the Blitz, now a garden oasis in the centre of London.


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Corfu is a place of contrasts. A brilliant blue sea under blazing sunshine. A centre packed with tourists.
And forgotten mosaics, so delicate.




I love the ethereal nature of this work. I never quite understood Byzantine icons, but in Corfu they finally made sense. Sitting in the Church of St Spyridon, where the remains of Corfu's patron saint are on display, I sat surrounded by incense, and icons glimmered at me in the darkness.


Away from the perennial crowds which flood to the island, are hidden spots. Old buildings, forgotten towers, streets which seem to lead nowhere; Corfu defies labels.



Corfu is a place to wander, and to be lost. Which I managed very easily. Trust me, the map didn't help.

I had too short a time in this magical city. Two cities, really; stately Buda on the hill, and the vibrant Pest which arose on the slat plains by the river.


A morning spent in the luxurious Széchenyi Baths. An opportunity not to be missed, passing my time this Belle Epoch beauty, at times frequented by royalty..





And then there is the shopping. Budapest is famous for its shopping, especially in Pest where anything and everything can be found. A pig in a carriage? No worries.



Finally, the Houses of Parliament. More stunning than any photograph can make them. An amazing piece of architecture, and simply magical when seen at night under a full moon.


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Halong Bay is a place of soaring limestone cliffs - which come with their own caves. Although once home to a dragon, the Thien Cung Grotto was hidden by the jungle until discovered by fishermen seeking shelter from a sudden tempest.

Wandering through, I came across this little nook. Gollum's cave, perhaps?

I love my coffee. A tad of an obsession, maybe. Especially as I roast my own, which makes me more than a little fussy about what I drink.
But then, when travelling it gives me an excuse to try different types around the world, such as at a street side stall in Vietnam.