Bemused by the Bidet

Today is our last day in Spain and while R works on his profoundly beautiful watercolor of a wine press Continue reading →

Rilke in Ronda

When Rilke set off on his journey to Spain, he hadn’t heard of Ronda, where he arrived, almost by accident. Continue reading →

To Sheets! To the Wind!

R and I are in southern Spain, wandering through Casares, an Andalusian village of white houses cascading over a couple Continue reading →

QDEP (Qué Descanses En Paz), Paco

“Festival Flamenco” Camarón de la Isla, L. and Paco de Lucía, R. by Aguijarro (Antonio Guijarro Morales) [Wiki Media] I remember Continue reading →

The e

  ¡Hola amigos! Today, I’m writing to you from the bottom of Spain where a few days ago something rather Continue reading →