Karen’s travelogue

Past the Roses

Past the Roses

One of dozens of medieval town houses in Angles-sur-l-Anglin framed in pink and white blooms.

The Neighbors

The Neighbors

Fresh, young roses embrace ancient stone walls in the lanes of Angles-sur-l'Anglin.

June Calm

June Calm

Late morning in early June at the Relais du Lyon D'Or in Angles-sur-L'Anglin is quiet - a great time for sleeping in and quiet walks in this, one of the loveliest villages on France.

The Morning After

The Morning After

Still purring from a fine, multi-course, multi-wine evening in this 14th century former post house, the Relais du Lyon d'Or, we peek through the heavy curtains to find the sun is well on its way into the courtyard. Sad that we will have missed breafast, we ease our way into the day, and find - much to our surprise - breakfast waiting for us in the heavy wood-beamed dining room below.

June morning 2

June morning 2

A June Morning

A June Morning

No other guests share our view from the Chateau de Malaisy in early June - just a few weeks before the French begin their mass summer exodus into the countryside. We awake to song birds and a light, warm breeze rustling through early summer leaves ... and a rich breakfast served for us alone.

Cabin in the Woods

Cabin in the Woods

Colorado back country ... a break in the clouds on a September afternoon 22 years ago (digitized slide).

Here's to Luck!

Here's to Luck!

Kitchen witches are big in the south of Germany. They all sport wild hair, broomsticks, hooked noses with a bean-sized mole at the tip, and a friendly grimace. This one adds a bit of personality ... and attitude.
From Triberg in the Black Forest, Germany.

From Timbuktou?

From Timbuktou?

I wanted it. I didn't want it. It cost too much. I put it down. He grabbed my arm. Again. Gently. No. "It's very old ... from the slave days. Copper." Well, it wasn't copper. Bronze, I guessed. Really heavy, 6 inches tall, it just fit on my forearm. "I'll throw in a whip ..." Sold! Is it really antique? Was $300 a crazy price? It does whisper to me ... of another era, another people, endless weeks of desert on camelback. Sweat. And labor. Haunting. Romantic.
Boutique du Troq, Zagora, Morocco.

Tubingen Fasching Parade 5

Tubingen Fasching Parade 5

Karen Kindler

Karen Kindler has been a member since 15 January 2008 and goes by siestanow.

Currently in permanent transit.

I am averse to roots. When you stop moving, you die. And so I move ... and photograph the moments.