A Little About Me
Donna Gwinnell Lambo-Weidner
I am an adventure seeking explorer of the mysteries of the universe, children's book author (represented by Stephen Fraser of the Jennifer DeChiara Literary Agency), and lover of anything involving armor, archery, or swashbuckling.
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A PRE-HALLOWEEN SCOTTISH TALE
Once the morning sun broke through the clouds, the grey mist pulled back from Glenborrodale’s ragged shoreline’s nooks and crannies. It rose from the loch like a gossamer shade tugged from the edge of a wooded windowsill revealing a beauty distinct to the … Continue reading
FOOD FOR ‘HERE AND NOW’ THOUGHT
Ichiro snores. The fog horn blows. My feet are cold and the fragrance of lilies on the kitchen counter drifts into the living room where I stare at the precarious position of my teacup on the edge of the coffee table while pondering this run on sentence the … Continue reading
KALAALLIT NUNAAT – When Nanor Comes to Visit
There’s something surreal about spotting a row of paw prints the size of cast-iron skillets stamped in the snow thirty feet from where you’ve been sleeping.
IN A SAN FRANCISCO FRAME OF MIND
A visual treat today, inspired by this week’s Photo Challenge titled “Framed”
MOURNING in the MORNING
Mourning in the morning is more difficult than at night since your ghost is visible in the daylight, said the woman, hands folded, as if reciting a prayer, to the aide sliding a comb through her once shiny, thick hair. You know you can’t hide inside that disguise! She … Continue reading
Posted in ADVENTURES, POEMS, TRAVEL/PHOTO Themes
Tagged adventure, dementia, Donna Gwinnell Lambo-Weidner, dp_photo_challenge/morning, poetry
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TASTE OF INDIA – A Funny Thing Happened On The Way To The Taj
Potty talk took on a new meaning for me today when I stopped to wash my hands in the ladies room before lunch. I had just pumped the soap dispenser and turned on the tap when a young voice from inside … Continue reading
KALAALLIT NUNAAT – Pure Perfection
A blank page waves from a single flag pole propped in the vast subcortical network of my mental workspace. When I zero in on it, a hint of color leaches through, teasing me with thoughts of surrendering to the barrage of images suddenly cascading from above. But I’m … Continue reading
KALAALLIT NUNAAT – Sound of Silence
Nature will do it every time – fill me with a sense of awe that is jaw-dropping. And she did not disappoint as our helicopter rushed over the spare landscape toward Ittoqqortoormiit. In summer, the remote village in East Greenland hugs the rocky shore of … Continue reading
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Tagged adventure, arctic travels, author, blog, dog sledding Greenland, Donna Gwinnell Lambo-Weidner, dp_discover_challenges/adventure, dp_photo-challenges/silence-2/, dp_photo_challenge/spare, Ittoqqortoormiit
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KALAALLIT NUNAAT – A Dream Realized
At age seven, when the only thing on my bucket-list was a red plastic beach pail, the Encyclopedia Britannica introduced me to a boy whose life was literally the polar opposite of mine. I was captivated from the moment I … Continue reading
ICELANDIC ANTIPASTI
Once I’d heard The Calling, answered it, and set the intention of being so overjoyed with the experience of a four-day dogsled trip in Green-land that I would do it again in a heart-beat, the fear of my eyeballs freezing in their sockets while I slept … Continue reading