I told myself I had plenty of time to write a post summarizing my year, and here I am on the morning of my flight out of Torreón hurrying to pull some thoughts together. Here we go. In work: During this, my first year teaching a full grade of students two different subjects, planning and … Continue reading Changing Views
I am here at IAH on a Sunday morning, sitting at the departure gate two hours early. I check my Facebook feed for the first time in days and like all the likes. I listen to the pop music coming from the overhead speakers and the clink of glasses and silverware from the restaurant next … Continue reading Empty Nest
After I had complimented the array of baubles sufficiently, we returned to the dining room to sit. Thankfully, it was only a few minutes until the doctor came out and said goodbye to the last client. It was my turn. I followed her through the short hallway into the treatment room. The first thing I … Continue reading El Curandero Parte 2
The witch doctor mixed medicine for me today. Ok, so she's not really a witch doctor. She's only a chiropractor. She was recommended to me by my yoga instructor, and what with the foot injury and the ear pain, I was really happy to follow up. The place was a long way from my neighborhood--clear … Continue reading El Curandero Parte 1
When I arrived here, my apartment was so spare; minimal furniture, utensils, and decorations. I felt a bit deprived. I took down all the Catholic iconography except for one in the foyer and I rearranged furniture and changed curtains and brought back posters from Louisiana when I came back from Christmas. The posters are really … Continue reading Aesthetics
The warm weather and thoughts of mornings at Pensacola Beach and evenings on the porch at Landry's led to the online impulse-buy of a new summer dress. Putting on shorts brought me to the unfortunate realization that my thighs didn't look so great; in fact, they looked like they should never see the light of … Continue reading El Gimnasio (the Gym)
I love sunshine. I love water. The combination of the two equals Heaven to me. My oldest brother once told me that the Morgan clan originated beside the sea. Our dad was born in Lakeland, Florida. I was born and raised in the piney woods of Louisiana, but wherever I am, I feel the pull … Continue reading Sun, Water, and DNA
When I was really young, only a toddler, my dad had this dream of becoming a dairy farmer. So he leased 80 acres of Louisiana piney woods, parked an Airstream trailer on it, and bought some heifer calves. Since baby calves take three or four years to grow into milk cows, he needed a job … Continue reading Now and Then, Here and There
Every Sunday morning Clazada Cristobal Colón, one of the main avenues of the town center (el centro), is closed to motor traffic for about eight blocks and opened to pedestrians, skaters, and babies in strollers. Starting at 9 a.m., there are art exhibits, music events, car shows, and an antiques market. There are kids' basketball … Continue reading Paseo Colon
"La Plaza Mayor" just means the main square of the town. The one in Madrid is one hectare (10,000 square meters) big. The tourism website for Torreón describes this main plaza as 12,000 square meters. I didn't measure it, but I guess it is about like a square city block. It was finished in 1914. … Continue reading La Plaza Mayor
