In 1979 Eleanor rented an apartment on Marine Street in St. Augustine. A painter traveling from Mexico she found a place that fit her desires. An ancient, tropical enclave by the sea. A few months later she met Curt, a newly arrived woodenboat sailor who had traveled down the East Coast from the Outer Banks of North Carolina stopping and working along the way. He too had found a good reason to stay.

From that time, through their years together and the many places they have lived, they have documented their experiences through creative expression. Their story continues here...

Friday, May 11, 2012

Up to the Pyrenees




Leaving the lake at Banjoles



Bellver de Cerdanya

Serra del Cadi range



The mountain farming village of Prullans



A symphony of bells echoing off the hills



Barn door



Our favorite trailer in the camp

Narrow road to the church, Prullans



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  2. Everything looks so wonderful.... Happy Mothers Day. With all love, W & P

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