I love being in the ocean! A friend of mine was showing me pictures he took of himself recently while surfing with a little GoPro camera. I thought some of them were… Continue reading
This is what I was tucking into as I called my father to tell him I should have my Mexican passport by next Wednesday. I had two dear friends sit with me… Continue reading
“Nina, you should have men feeding you Krug and corn chips all the time.” My dear friend, I couldn’t agree with you more.
A friend asked me recently which part of Mexico–aside from home–was my favorite. I was a bit at a loss. Mexico isn’t like other places I have traveled where I have definite “must-see”… Continue reading
A dear friend asked me if I could make guest place cards for her wedding table. She showed me a couple of pictures on the internet of apples with paper “leaves” attached to serve as… Continue reading
Nothing better than going to work with sand between one’s toes and Don Julio in one’s belly!!!
On the back of this Huichol yarn painting the following is written on the wood: En este cuadro bemos (vemos) las ofrendas que estan aya en San Blas que es aya en Ayamara… Continue reading
This is Maya. She is the jaguar who watches over Casa de los Tulipanes. Maya is the progeny of the late Alberto Bautista Gomez who specialized in burnished clay pieces. Bautista Gomez began working with… Continue reading
Our very good friends have agreed to let me photograph some of the items in their collection for me to share with you here in exchange for some advice on their cellar and… Continue reading
♥ “Judge the moth by the beauty of the candle” ♥ “Either give me more wine or leave me alone.” ♥ “Let the beauty we love be what we do. There… Continue reading
Friends Far Away –Horace Twiss (1786-1849), From Library of World Poetry, edited by William Cullen Bryant, Chatham River Press, 1984 Count not the hours while their silent wings Thus waft them in… Continue reading
I was in the check-out lane at the grocery unloading organic produce at the register. A good-looking guy in his mid-thirties waiting behind me glanced at the three glorious bunches of carrots I plucked… Continue reading