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Living narratives

Because of T’s friend in Zahara we made a lot of friends, people who have come to Zahara for decades or who were from there but who now lived in Sevilla or Granada or Cadiz. Every afternoon the ladies would walk, long walks down the part of the beach that belongs to the Spanish military so there is hardly a soul around. We’d walk into the sunset and then walk back just in time for…

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Re-entry

I walked with friends along the long coast line of Zahara while the sun was setting long past 9pm and said on Monday, I’d be back at my computer, be back at work, be back at home, but the sounds of the waves from the ocean and light along the costa de luz would be what was on my mind. August 02, 2010 TaurusĀ (4/20-5/20) Enjoy all of life’s pleasures today, from the greatest to the…

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La alegria de la playa

I could sum up these last two weeks with one word – maravilloso. The Andalucians claimed Tin as one of their own and called him “la alegria de la playa” – he was picked up and kissed and adored by everyone in Zahara de Los Atunes and I mean every person, from children to aging adults, male or female, this boy was a hit. In Morocco, the Arab women repeated what the Spaniards had said,…

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Beachcombing

I dont know if you have ever heard the song beachcombing by Emmylou Harris and Mark Knopfler but it’s a great duet between two good vocalists. Well dear readers, I’m headed out for some beachcombing and while I’m out there I’m going to make every attempt to shut out the noise that occupies 90% of my brain and try to enlarge the canvas of the other parts of my brain by inaction, by not doing.…

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Sometimes it ain’t all Pollyana

Officers were recently charged with the brutal and utterly irrational killing of family members on the Danzinger bridge during the levee failure of 2005. Sort of shows the worst side of the truth. In a city that learned human beings are capable of such incredible generosity and kindness (witness the outpouring of support from the entire globe, the unprecedented number of volunteers that continue to show up to rebuild the remaining 50,000 houses that are…

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Tin Dangermond – International Boy

I had written earlier about all the wonderful international outfits Tin has – from the pants from Ecuador to the vest from Shanghai that friends have given him, well one of my readers/cyber friends was to visit India this summer and she had hinted she would be bringing back a proper Indian outfit for Tin, only she got derailed from her plans, which you can read about on her blog, and instead her daughters went…

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Where you’ll find me

Even though our thoughts have turned to foreign shores, last night we sat and talked about our plans on the front porch. We rocked and looked at the bayou, the golden glow of lights from the houses softly falling on the water. There were streaks of gold, streaks of purple, streaks of white as no one has the same light or bulb on their front porch so the striations in the water were all different.…

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The final countdown

You’ll notice the postings have grown thinner, the content less original, as the final countdown begins for vacation and let me tell you one thing, this girl deserves a vacation. I’ve got so many things on my to do list and my mental to do list is crushing me under its weight and all I want to do is eradicate to do from my vocabulary and think more about ta da’s rather than to do’s.…

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Bless you Boys!

I think the Saints should be applauded for being such responsible local citizens. They’ve raised $500,000 so far raffling off one of the great raffle items I’ve ever heard of — a genuine Super Bowl ring, the exact same ring every player and coach will get for winning the Super Bowl. “It allows the individuals, families and small businesses that are dealing with the fallout of the largest environmental catastrophe in the history of the…

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