The Blackened Teeth of Yesterday

With triple digit temperatures for weeks, I will remember August 2010 as brutal here in Texas. When the temp finally drops to the mid-90s, it will feel like a cold front. And yes, I am complaining, even in the good ole USA where a/c units are abundant and faithfully spit out ice-cold air to ease…

Scottsdale!

The morning air today in Arizona is so cool that I have opened the glass doors onto the veranda. It feels invigorating as I sip my coffee. My first thought after I awoke: “Oh yeah, I’m on vacation!” And I rmembered that I have promised myself to walk “barefoot”–without the cares of life at home and work–for the…

Barefoot-Summer Days of Childhood

I enjoyed summer so much more as a child than as an adult, especially since I moved to Texas from Colorado in 1975. I have never gotten used to the heat here… still find it unbearable. Texas is what my dad calls disdainfully, “A swelter pit.” What keeps me here of course is my dear, sweet,…