I was on a quest

I was on a quest, and like any good quest there must be a number of different characters who make up your rag-tag band of fellow travelers. So in this particular moment, I found myself flying down a terribly bumpy highway with my two baby-sitters/minders. The driver was a very large and very beautiful black … Continue reading I was on a quest

a split heart

The other morning as I was biking, I suddenly felt the most delicious fall breeze on my face.  The kind of breeze the holds the promise of leaves changing colors, apple cider, and the coming of crisp frosty mornings.  Except it was April. And I live in Quito, located almost exactly on the equator line, … Continue reading a split heart