1. Consider the merits of a gluten-free diet. 2. Travel to DC to hear music involving banjos, harmonicas, copious facial hair, and essence of Portland. 3. Buy my Greek yogurt by the crate at Costco. 4. Wear Crocs. 5. Call my mom and friends on the phone, just to chat. Watch the niece and nephew … More Things I Did In America that I Never Do in Spain

1. Sit down at a table and mull over the choice of coffee or beer. At 11 AM. 2. Step onto a sidewalk and expect cars to stop. 3. Honk greetings at people as I drive by. 4. Order second helpings of grilled squid with ink for the seven year old. 5. Send texts to … More Things I do in Spain that I Never Did in America (A Partial List)

The rains came this week, along with gray skies that lingered like moss. Heavy. Relentless. The sun would peek out just long enough for me to put clothing on my line, only to hide once more, and give my clothes an additional rinse cycle. When it rains, the city closes in on itself. People dart … More Light Abounds

We started school again on Wednesday, meaning the boys and I have had to revert back to waking up at 8 AM, as opposed to 11:30 AM. We huddle in the kitchen, pajamas wrinkled, draped in fuzzy blankets whilst the space heater blazes. It isn’t so much that it’s cold outside—generally 45-55 degrees Fahrenheit–it’s that … More Reclaiming the Promises