In La Granja de San Ildefonso, a once glorious playground for the royals just outside of Segovia, the chilled fall air slides down through the valleys from the tops of the hills, and the smell of fireplaces and roasting lamb wafts in the streets. The air is thin and cool, and the residents of Madrid… Read More La Granja de San Ildefonso
Languages take loan words and phrases for many reasons. Some languages, like English, sneak in the middle of the night and steal words, and bring them into a creepy woodshed in the backyard, and in a shakedown proceed to change their pronunciation to fit the toolbox of a long vowel-rich, dipthong-ridden tongue. And then, as… Read More Language Files Part 1: Spanish and Bullfighting
Last week I finished a short stint of volunteer English teaching with the International Rescue Committee in San Diego. First it must be said that the full-time teachers there are some of the most dedicated and effective professionals I have ever met. To me, it seems easy to congratulation one’s self in these types of… Read More IRC Volunteering (Re-post)
When the Fall season approaches, where ever I am, I always think of Alaska, at least for a while. It could be that I was at my most impressionable at that moment, in the autumn of 1992, when I wanted to be immersed in the extremes of nature at the ends of the earth. And… Read More Places in Retro, Part 4: Alaska
In the Praça do Comércio, there is a temporary museum exhibition showcasing the light in Lisbon. From a photographer´s point of view (or simply an observer´s) the exhibit might be best viewed as a stimulus for ideas. The best way to see that light, though, is to walk the streets and look around. There does… Read More The Light in Lisboa
In some places, the best part of the day is the end. Uclés, Castilla-La Mancha. July, 2015.
Often in the summer, a cloudy marine layer hangs just over the coast of Baja California, marking a tenuous line between the hot, dry air of the desert and the dampness of the ocean, and as the grey retreats to the open sea, in the morning, the inhabitants begin to stir. Roadrunners move along the… Read More Mexico’s Ruta del Vino, Part 1