
Living in Mexico obviously as its plus side: I am cut off from the sound of our never ending multimedia noise stream. I can’t understand the language well enough to read or listen to the local news. The weather is spectacular; the people warm and selfless. I could go on. But the reality is that we are in a second world country. A walk in the desert yields garbage thrown … Read More




The other day, while taking a walk in the desert, I had to stop twice. I wasn’t tired. I felt something in my shoe, sat down, took off my sneaker and shook it out. For good measure, I wiped the bottom of my sock. I started out again only to find myself still bothered by some small intrusion nagging my foot. This time, I took off my sock, turned it … 