I have a thing for flamingos. And it turns out others do, too. When we spot each other it’s kinda like a secret handshake. It can be subtle like someone wearing flamingo socks which you notice peeking out from under their jeans. Or it can be blatant like when my friend, Lynn, … Continue reading
My neighbor in Capitola, Antonio, is an antiques expert. He knows about furniture, vintage crystal, and collectibles. Me? Not so much. I hear the name Waterford and I think I have valuable crystal. In fact, I used to make a point of buying two wine glasses every time I passed through the airport in Shannon, Ireland. … Continue reading
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