A Bouquet for My Mother

Prickly pear cactus blooms always remind me of my mother.  They seem to flower here in the Texas hill country around Mother’s Day every year, and they’ve been coloring the landscape with their sunny faces this week: After I became an adult, when I would visit my mother–before she started the long Alzheimer’s decline toward […]

Winter Blooms

In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer. –Albert  Camus I don’t always find Camus’ summer within me, but here in Baja California Sur, it’s easy to imagine that mid-February is not the depth of winter. The following photos (taken in the past few days) are meant to be a […]