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Life and love in the rural tidewater area of Virginia is a common thread that runs through nearly all of Mary Wakefield Buxton's books. The push and pull of old and new, North and South, man and woman, life and death, are discovered, illuminated and reflected upon in each of them. Such is the heart and soul of a writer.
Baltic Sea Passage, Part 5
The next morning the “ms Prinsendam” gingerly steamed through the 54-mile passageway known as the Stockholm Archipelago. I stood on my verandah and watched the sun break through the black clouds. Hurrah! The sun was out! But it was 50 degrees as we inched into our berth amongst the 14 islands that formed the capital of Sweden.
10.08.2008Baltic Sea Passage, Part 4
Helsinki was the next port, with no fences or shoddy little cubicles where we were hustled into as in Russia to have passports inspected. The Finnish people actually smiled at us and waved us by without as much as a glance at our papers!
10.02.2008Baltic Sea Passage, Part 3
Good gracious, how Russians can frown. It was even more startling because the women were so young. It was amazing to see such young people looking so glum; like being on another planet. Our game during the next few days was to try to make a Russian smile. Nothing doing.
09.25.2008Baltic Sea Passage, Part 2
The “ms Prinsendam,” smallest and oldest ship in the Holland America fleet of 14, sports fine woodwork, traditional lines and a maritime navy hull. She was the kind of ship Father would have liked; not the massive, new-fangled, white plastic floating motels that pass as cruise ships today. I felt right at home.