Blue Angels and Flying Turtles
It has come again, that time of year in San Francisco. It promises to be crisp and blue, against …
It has come again, that time of year in San Francisco. It promises to be crisp and blue, against …
An enormous human mystery that has gripped me since the day I refused to give orders and was ushered out …
It’s raining on the Sea of Marmara. It’s raining and cold. The warm cocoon of the ferry boat, on …
Sayulita, a small town in Mexico, with a small wonderful stretch of protected Pacific beach and small waves for small …
I’ve been thinking about the power of NO, lately, and the power it takes to say when it matters most. …
If summer is a time to travel it is also a time to read. For me combining the two is …
With my recent trip to Peru and on-going existence in the modern world, I found this to be an interesting …
The sun rises at 6 a.m. in the jungles along the Tambopata River in eastern Peru. Faint whispers of light …
It’s always instructive to leave what is familiar and visit what is only partially so. The lens of vision shifts. …
On Easter Sunday we hiked a few fingers of the great hand of God, the Santa Lucia mountains and …
The killing of 33 at Virginia Tech shuts down the mind for a moment or two. No, they must have …
In some part as a celebration after the elections, Lexie and I drove down to Santa Barbara to visit cousins …