VITAL SIGNS

THE QUESTION “Why do you think they ever wrote a song called buttermilk sky? “. I asked Ron as we Continue reading →

Christmas Shanty

  I’ll paddle out to Carmen, If my bark will carry me Or swim to Coronado Through the crystal Cortez Continue reading →

I REMEMBER THE BOY

We approached Loreto and I had the most unsual sensations. My heart actually fluttered as the jungle green Los Montanas Continue reading →

SAND

“Anywhere from here to that bluff would be great” I shouted to R through the open truck window, pointing to Continue reading →

A Fantasy Revisited

The whooshing rhythmic whistle of the grey pelicans wings were the only accompaniment to the shy lap of clear blue Continue reading →