Saturday morning, in the aftermath of the tropical storm that hit Cabo on Friday, I went horseback riding in the desert with some of my barn friends. It was drizzling; the sun trying desperately to break through. We trotted in a silent tableau of sand, sky and cacti, the rain misting our vision; invigorating and Zen-like. It was the scent of the wet desert, though; floral, moist and breezy, that … Read More
