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Villa Olga

Thank you Friends for all your comments, I do agree, as someone pointed out I have been in the Florida Keys too long since it didn’t occur to me not to wear flip-flops to visit the Palace. Being there and seeing a painting of my grandmother I had never seen before from when she was in her 20s and knowing that she and my grandfather had walked on those marble flagstones at a time when the future was not known to
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The Motherland

Villa Olga, a house that once belonged to my grandmother HRH Princess Olga of Greece wife of my grandfather HRH Prince Paul of Yugoslavia has been returned to my family by the Republic of Serbia. In 1941 the Karageorgevic Royal family was asked to leave rather unceremoniously and sent into exile beginning with 10 years of house arrest in Africa. The diaspora of the family have been rootless nomads ever since, some se
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Unmoved

For a couple of years I have lived comfortably in my dollhouse at the center of the island. I love it but with no view and no breeze and after a childhood believing in castles I do at times feel cramped. When I tripped across a second-story apartment on the water, with a balcony and a view of the Gulf of Mexico, I fell hard. That it was a houseboat, listing at an angle, and with a spider the size of my hand swinging
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Friends

Due to the severity of my hungover condition today’s post will be short, sweet and to the point. Many friends came to town and we are having a very groovy time. Most amazing of all is Rachel came for a visit. First class all the way, she was even seated next to a hot young billionaire. Rachel’s world is full of magic. All my local friends wanted to meet the fabled Rachel and there have been dinners (where
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One In A Million

This was 1982 and way ahead of my time. I was in Palo Alto and applying for secretarial jobs at those drab colorless new tech enterprises. Hushed cement bunkers with soft spoken staff in conservative outfits. My guffaws broke the windows. I was not hired by anyone, my feather-light resume resoundingly discarded in my wake. Six months earlier a friend and I set off from NYC to travel the earth. After one month we were
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Infiniti Love

In the Hamptons one summer Anna and I lucked upon a spare house, don’t ask! Sometimes merely by forcing our way through a hedge we found our way to parties. At these parties, invariably, Anna beguiled, while I mostly grazed at the buffet. From one such evening Anna wrangled herself a suitor. One Sunday the suitor came to pick up Anna for brunch. We watched from the living room bay window as he parked his maroon
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White Cocks

Don’t try this at home but allegedly a potent Caribbean island spell requires the ritual slaughter of a white rooster. How does one find such a creature? I contemplated the tracking of a white cock and I wondered how much of a metaphor this is, just how elastic are the rules? Which reminds me of a lady who referred to herself as a ‘pedigree’. Not a beauty, but toned and groomed and with perfect champagne glass tittie
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Fantasia of Fecundity

I bought a jasmine tree, stout and abundant with bushy foliage and tiny white flowers which I was assured would exhale potent smells on the night of the full moon. A magical plant lined up with astral insinuations, I was in love. The gardener installed the shrub into chocolate earth in a terra cotta tub. “Water twice a day,” he said, wiping his hands on his overalls. Of course, I said, I’ll water the thing, and never
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Night Bat

It was mid-morning and I was invited out. Night bat that I am I scarcely step outdoors before dusk and instead, especially now as the summer amplifies, I am committed to a nocturnal life and bow down to the polar blast of my a/c. But here was my friend Sunny texting, suggesting an adventure. Yes I replied and searched for my bathing suit, eventually found with a seam of dust at the fold. Sunny picked me up in a rumbl
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