Antipodes

My English cousin Roger Latton (on my paternal Pickering line) came to visit me last summer, with his wife Sue . An excellent photographer...

Once upon a time, at an unknown date, a lady in a black robe and hat stepped into the River Bourne below Gamone and got her photo taken. ...

... but you can't necessarily make him dive in and swim. The presence of Emmanuelle at Gamone made it feasible to coax Fitzroy int...

Often, when I look out through my bathroom window, I'm surprised to find an aircraft looking back at me. It would be nice to know ...

I've acquired the latest version of Photoshop Elements . Bewildered by its amazing visual gimmicks, I'll need to get used to employi...

Today, for illiterate 21st-century youth, the very idea of poetry has a dinosaur flavor. What the fuck is that, man? And yet, that's not...

This delightful stretch of the Bourne lies below the Trois-Châteaux mountain, which separates Choranche from Pont-en-Royans. The mountain w...

It takes a special attraction to bring my neighbor Dédé Repellin down to Pont-en-Royans, and get him leaning over the stone parapet and sta...

This afternoon, it was warm enough for an excursion with Sophia to the edge of the Bourne at Pont-en-Royans. Seeing me getting ready to lea...

Between my property and the Bourne, there's a rugged slope where I hardly ever venture, because the bushes and weeds are so thick that y...