We have jaunted over to Spain for a few days. Unfortunately, we seem to have come during Seville’s busiest party week, and we don’t do that kind of party. I tend to think of the two, Portugal and Spain, as nearly identical. They have been connected at different times and developed in parallel ways.... Continue Reading →
Impatient prayer
I had a very mean father. Every time I wanted to do something fun, he said, “you have to finish your chores first.” He didn’t skimp on what we needed, though. Meals were always there, as was clothes and housing. He told me, “don’t worry about these things, You just need to worry about... Continue Reading →
