Where is your placenta buried?

Or translated to the Seri language: ni quih zo’ hant ano tiij? This staccato phrase is how a Seri would ask another where they were born because before the advent of hospital births,… Continue reading

I did not jump onto the Hurricane Sandy bandwagon

It is because my concern about the Hurricane Sandy situation is limited. I have been paying attention to the development and aftermath of the hurricane with a detached feeling. And I have to… Continue reading

A letter for you

Dearest Salève, I miss you When I was going through a rough patch with the one I love, you embraced me in your broad, strong shoulders. You let me cry and blew away… Continue reading

An island of blind, feral, albino donkeys

Otherwise known as “La Isola della Asinara”, this island is located to the north of Sardegna.  What fortunate donkeys these are to be surrounded by such beauty I photographed above! Evidently, I am… Continue reading

Mistaken Identity

A post inspired by peppers, Marilyn Monroe, and Grayson. Padrón peppers (“Pimientos de Padrón”) are my most favorite thing to eat in Spain. Last month was the festival to celebrate this vessel of… Continue reading