"I wish I had a river so long. I would teach my feet to fly" Joni Mitchell. Alpha Woodward once lived in a float home near the mouth of the Fraser River, an industrial, satiated and muddy brown confluence of urban waste and nutrient rich soil. But in 2004 Alpha moved to Bosnia and Herzegovina where another river, the Naretva, entered her life. This tempestuous and willful raging torrent that rushes through the town of Mostar, inspires much of this blog. …but there is more here than rivers
Friday, February 23, 2007
SPECIAL PLACES ...fall 2006
One learns the value of spontaneity - putting aside agendas, things you think you have to do, the idea that it might be a lot of bother - to be rewarded by the amazing potential and offerings the environment offers. This is especially so, when you have great people with whom to share it. It was a cloudy day in October -and my birthday when I decided to join some friends on a drive to the island of Hvar. We ended up with three people just before take-off - 30 minute's notice only requires a toothbrush. I had no camera to record this remarkable trip ... but here are Andrew's pictures.
The ferry ride to Hvar is only 40 minutes. The scary drive from one end of the island to the other requires you to ignore the bits of road that have nothing under them to support the asphalt - at horrific heights I might add. With me is Toni - fellow music therapist from Canada, and we were often caught (unaware) on camera by Andrew ...also from Canada .... who quietly lurked everywhere with his telescopic lens. That is why there are more pictures of me than usual...
HVAR
pictures by andrew
This is the town of Hvar - very charming and relaxing, especially in October with few tourists.
Passages can be metaphoric, poetic - or just plain awesome.
Looking for interesting places to eat was one of our more arduous chores....
Andrew captures the essence of Hvar - which is typical of many coastal towns.
Cirkka from Finland, a teacher of modern history at the United World College, and Toni at ancient fort overlooking Hvar and the Adriatic.
Andrew ...finding space.
It was my birthday - totally, coincidental - the day we arrived and so I was serenaded by Peter, Alison, Cirkka, Andrew, and Toni - and yes! there was cake - and so much more!
At the end of our journey... 3 of us have to head back a day earlier than the others.
.... we are trying to leave Hvar - resistance is futile.
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