still…

another saturday, another year. beautiful blue, warm sun, and spring is showing her skirts… i’m still here lurking in corners, reading, re-reading, re-feeling words that seemed to unroll themselves effortlessly on the page. they wrote themselves using my fingers. now? now. i’m still. living in the dirty city, full of quirky folk and obscene scenery.… Continue reading still…

Almost…

…time to have to pack up and head back to the states. Barcelona was wonderful, weather was gorgeous… Ran myself into the ground on the second day there. Walked 20 miles. Absolutely loved walking through the gothic quarter and the cathedral was stunning. Very excited to visit the Picasso museum as well. Renting a studio… Continue reading Almost…

rolling…

almost..just have to hold on for another 3 1/2 weeks and i’m home free, on a plane to Barcelona… still planning my days in Madrid, but i’ve got Barcelona all set. hopefully, all goes well, a little worried about getting on a plane at this point since the world has gone wacky. but i’m not… Continue reading rolling…

in less…

and the days feel a lot more real. once here, then gone, you can picture his nodding in and out, pain numbed with IV meds, legs swollen, and that face same as ever wearing a full beard… not enough time, and then too much, we all filed in knowing it was to say goodbye. he… Continue reading in less…