No words have ever rung true-er.  Because I tell ya, Oz is truly sunburnt - and I love her.  As I sit in the half-dusk that is Latvian "daytime" at this time of year, my visual memory of my recent trip is precisely that - bleached out beautiful over-sunned landscapes with crunchy dry foliage all around. And the fragrance!!  The amazing scent of eucalyptus and other Australian natives, which I never noticed quite so keenly before.   I had way too many fabulous...