Tucson Guardian Angel

Tucson Guardian Angel

When being raised by my solidly conservative parents, people I can confidently declare members of Tom Brokow’s Greatest Generation, they advised me never to discuss politics or religion in polite society. Simply not done, was the lore. Polite society. What’s that? If...
Oysters, Oysters Everywhere

Oysters, Oysters Everywhere

OYSTERS, OYSTERS EVERYWHERE Or The Rule of OysteR Some of us are oyster addicts, yearning hopelessly for the gray flaccid treasure lolling moistly, inertly in its rough little casing, the shell lined with a subtle shining nacre, poor cousin to the shimmering...
Dust Devils

Dust Devils

DUST DEVILS, WHIRLWINDS, WILLY-WILLIES (But not “willywaws” – those are something else.) The world-wide plains of our continents are full of them, those mysterious rising ropes of writhing dirt. Even the oceans have them, where they’re called water spouts. Skinniest...
Alamos Mothers’ Day

Alamos Mothers’ Day

MOTHERS’ DAY, ALAMOS MEXICO In the nighttime, dark and warm, through the flickering shadows cast by the odd street lamp, you hear it. Music wafting on the gentle movement of air, a special music. Alamos is full of music and fiestas; there’s always a celebration about....
Vendors

Vendors

VENDORS The day begins to simmer hot and dry; the dogs loll in the shade near the fountain. Birds flit around it, using it for a quick fluttering bath and a sip. They’re ignored by the dogs, who don’t even flick an ear at them. The dogs do react to the circling...