Eating pears every day here in my little house in the middle of the desert…so it becomes a taste of a time, of a chapter. Biting into a slice as I’m standing at the window watching the wind dance across the dunes. The flavor floods and coats my mouth with a subtle hint of grainy…

I will remember this night for the rest of my life. Sitting on my patio. Full moon. Trees dancing in the breeze. Something unseen, crunching and munching in the bushes. Frogs serenading the river. The men playing drums and singing to the moon and the stars and the sky and each other on the dune.…

From July 2025 Every time you think you know something, it changes. Something shifts.  I don’t know what this is. I thought I did. A discovery of a home. A lost place. Found in Morocco. But I’m not sure it was ever about the place. I think the place was the trigger. The space that…

Green room…huge flowers painted on the wall. Tiny little lights, everyone’s faces glowing…sun setting on the terrace. So loud all the conversations rising and falling. Smells this morning of fresh donuts frying. Crisp morning air. Bread man organizing his cart, stacking loaves into neat rows like coins in a tray. Donkey carts pulling cement blocks.…