THE BLACK PEARLS (Chapter 3)
By Nina Valdés
Admittedly, Colin and Maria were total strangers, yet I felt an
"We do not inherit the earth from our ancestors, we borrow it from our children"
Spring - Semana Santa - Easter - Brexit - Elizabeth II
I longed to be inside the beautiful León Cathedral again. . . The Burgos Carhedral. . . The Seville Cathedral. . . The Monasterio de San Juan de los Reyes in the magical city of Toledo. . . The Capilla Real de Granada. . . The Monasterio de la Cartuja. . . To walk around the medieval walled city of Avila. . .
Life with my husband was an exciting time. We traveled by car, many times across the states and into Canada. We worked, and enjoyed life. Then one day, unexpectedly, my husband of almost 36 years died – and I was lost.Thank goodness for my brother John who guided me back to the land of the living. I booked a tour of a country I wanted to see: Spain, a place where I did not speak the language. I loved exploring all of the country and when I left that first time, I knew I would return, and I did.
The Purloined Suitcase: "Where, oh where was my dark blue suitcase with the large bright pink bow???" <> The Sneeze and the March: "There were many protesters marching on the street below. After they were gone, no trash at all to be found. All of those people and no trash left behind. Amazing!" <> . . .The Bank: "The machine ate my card!" <> Chocolatería: "Best hot chocolate ever!"
Spring cleaning, a project that seems never-ending. However, since winter has yet to quite end, and you have to spend time indoors anyway, it seems to be a good time to take advantage of it and putter around the house. While Spring is just around the corner, and flakes of snow fall in March, the rhythm of the passing traffic can still be heard and seen out the windows, which need attention too! But I can see the buds on the Rhododendrons right out front, and my tire tred in the muddy grass alongside the driveway where I missed backing up the car! OH, THE GARDENING THAT AWAITS!
"On May 21, 1971, an entirely benign evening in my life, I slept with a beautiful woman not knowing that the intense connection we made would inextricably link our lives and very souls for decades to come. I´m not one to believe in the psychobabble that people sometimes spout, but I´m willing to swear that this one sexual encounter, unlike any other I´d experienced, caused our spirits to collide, our molecular structures to merge and the core of our joint DNA to morph into a single cell." Later, the "black pearls" will come into the saga
Tax Day march
By Mary Foran
Well, we have to face it—not all of us have filed our
I don't know who first coined the phrase "La Movida Madrilena" but I know from my own experience that it was a real phenomenon in the city of Madrid. If the young are allowed to have their own voice, they will create new cultural phenomenons continuously.