Things happen. That’s all they ever do
Writing this holed up in our room in the larger than we're used to city of Morelia, where I have apparently picked up ANOTHER stomach bug...
Going fast and going slow
The start of my year-long sabbatical was not auspicious. It was terrifying. We lined ourselves up for success (as best we know how) and boarded an early ferry at Duke Point to get in the Peace Arch lineup early. Well,…
