Following the Spanish Sun: Images of Catalonia
The mid-afternoon Spanish sun seeped into the off-white stone buildings squared off around the plaza, making them seem as if they were glowing from within. I didn’t realize that my eyes had adjusted to the shimmer of heat waves – which became illuminated by the sun as they hovered just above the building facades – until I
Read MoreGrowing from Rocks: Thoughts from a Spanish Farm
The soil was full of rocks. I could feel them bulging into the bottoms of my feet, their jagged edges slightly dulled by the thin soles of my sandals. When I reached the periphery of the farm’s boundary and turned around for a panoramic view, all the small stones I’d just rolled my ankles across bled into an undulating and uneven
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