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

Puppy Washing

Today I watched a pair of little girls Wash a pair of little puppies Little hands grasping little paws And the level delight, mixed with the level of dedication – On the part of the of little girls – Was only matched By the level of astonishment mixed the level of stoicism – On the … Continue reading Puppy Washing