There is a church directly across the narrow street from me. (See photo to the left.) Their church bell rings most Sunday mornings at some time between 8:50 and 9:05 (even the church runs on island time). They sing hymns, usually a cappella, with an occasional guitar or drum as background. There are not many […]
A source of joy in my life has always been the ability to give people gifts. Early on I discovered that the kind of gifts that bring the most joy to me are the gifts of myself. So I have crafted things, or spent hours, weeks, and months shopping for rare items I knew someone
My kitchen area has no circulation, is humid, hot, and stifling. Sweat drips off my nose as I finish making a cup of iced coffee in the morning. Coffee in hand, I take my dog for his morning constitutional, a leisurely stroll in the sunshine around the block; he sniffs each familiar leaf and glares
In 2021, I knew I had to move, had known it for five or six years, but the pressure was becoming urgent; the Washington state apartment where I lived was no longer the right place for me. I loved where I lived and found it convenient to everything. It was beautiful and comfortable, and increasingly
On the map is Food Court Rincón, halfway between Superdescuentos Morales, the big Morales grocery store, and Comercial Florida, the hardware store. In the States, I loved food courts, and I’ve been wanting to get to this one for a long time. Friday, on the way to the fruit truck, I took care to locate
Doesn’t it seem as if a person who wanted to ride my tricycle should sit on the seat? I certainly assumed that would be true. I was wrong. The seat is to sit on for photos, or perhaps when riding down a smooth and level urban bike path. Sitting on the seat while riding over
The saga continues. I waited for next Sunday and light traffic to hone my tricycling skills, but there was a three-day event in the plaza and the streets were jammed with cars the entire weekend. Sigh. Patience, Lynn. The next Sunday brought driving, drenching rain nearly all day long. Gotta keep that battery dry, so
Well, my tricycle arrived, an Addmotor M-330. Getting it here was a saga that took an extra month beyond what had been expected, caused me a great deal of stress, and cost me an extra $325. It sat in its big box under my window for another two weeks while my friend Bill and his
I love people, always have. Being surrounded by people—that’s my happy place. In the various locations I’ve lived in, I’ve satisfied this need in different ways. In Los Angeles in the 1970s, I would stand on the sidewalk on a freeway overpass and feel as if I were loving the people in all the cars
Vieques is not like the states. A friend called it a two-and-a-half-world country. I think that’s ungenerous. It’s probably a second-world country, at least. People here live on “island time,” and there is no use in trying to rush them. In many restaurants, I can expect to wait half an hour to have my order
