So. Mallorca. Soft light, terracotta, ancient olive trees. Dogs barking on the dampening fragrant air of twilight. This is it really. Just the business of being with what is here….with an empty head on what is not.
My NewsI am keeping this blog which you may be reading... stay with me if you would like to and I will share what I know and what I don't know and together we will scratch our heads and warm our hearts on the endless mystery of existence.