To the Children

It’s a story that I will tell. The negotiations with myself have not gone well. Logic, good-taste, and style have conversed, subtlety lobbied by my sub-conscious and conscious yearnings and the result? A self-justified abstinence or privacy. Considerations of exhibitionism. The wish for approval. The care-taking of a self-image, despite being uncertain which picture I present. Whatever I do, prescribed…

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A Wee Bit of Context

We moved to El Tremedal in October 2017. Who and Where were we before the move? Who knows, but he ain’t tellin’. No names here, okay? Where? Maybe. Whats and Whens, certainly. Whys? Likely they are found in the subtext. Details are littered throughout the posts. My wife and I (or is it “my wife and me”?) enjoyed a pretty…

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La Tormenta de Reyes

My 77 year-old mother arrived in Spain on January 4th. I am proud of her sense of adventure. Her trip to Europe began in Frankfurt, Germany, where she visited her granddaughter who is nearing the end of her first year of military service. Mother does not speak German or Spanish or any other “foreign” language. Furthermore, she has never traveled…

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