I just walked in the dark down the road to the labyrinth, trying to settle my Christmas dinner deeper down into my stomach. I am keeping m...

Paddy and Reb, at Stone Boat, Rabanal A voice cries in the wilderness... A longtime reader wrote and said "Please write a blog en...

It was an 8-hour drive to Torremolinos, but I took a wrong turn and ended up in Cordoba. By the time we could see the high-rises and smog ...

After all these years of blogging and chattering at you all and "building a platform," it looks like I have got up and walked...

Continental shifts are happening here. Harry Dog is gone. He was ill last week, and on our Saturday walk in the Promised Land he ran off a...

It´s a kind of beehive, because a honeybee flew inside right away. A live bee, in mid-January, up on a mountain! Or maybe it´s a cat´s nest ...

No phone, no internet. No talking, no touching anyone, any how. No looking people in the face, no sexual nothing, the genders strictly...