The morning was young, still only sparsely lit by the rising sun, when a toucan settled in my guarumo tree. The toucan turned on his branch and swiveled his head far to the left to survey the canyon and hills beyond our property. “I like this little valley” he said, “lots of juicy fruit and lizards to feed […]Read more "An Eclipse foretold by a Toucan"
Last week a number of disconcerting events put a damper on my usually happy-go-lucky disposition. Oops, there was a loud crashing sound. That’s Barry laughing so hard, he fell out of his chair, as he was trying to picture carefree little old me dancing through the aisles of life. One of the problems I’m attempting to handle better, […]Read more "Yanking Bootstraps"