Monthly Archives: August 2014

The Principled Stand

Sometimes the argument is so loud, so endless, so entrenched that you don’t know what to do with yourself. Too many people are shouting. You need some peace. People are pulling you in every direction.   Although your head is spinning … Continue reading

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What Does Home Look Like?

Coming across this door on the edge of a medival French town was a big mystery.  The scratched-out names, overwritten by the “tags” of newcomers, makes the whole plank of wood resemble a graffiti board.   It’s not the kind of … Continue reading

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There is a Free Lunch!

Staying in the Roussillon, in the south of France, you never have to go hungry.  You can gather your breakfast (and lunch) from the trees – golden glowing peaches, nectarines and apricots.  You can pick blackberries from brambles that drape … Continue reading

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High Noon in the Midi

High noon in the south of France is the time, exactly midday, exactly like the rest of the world, when the sun is the highest point in the sky and shadow of an object the shortest. Unlike a film where … Continue reading

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In Search of the Real Scapegoat

In Madrid, we are staying on the beautiful Plaza Santa Ana.  It’s an old working class neighborhood with vestiges of traditional bars, azulejos tiles on exterior walls, a theater trying to escape demolition.  On the west side of the square … Continue reading

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