{20.9.14} Snapshots and Thoughts of Valparaíso

Fathers love quietly A small boy with a bowl cut sits on his father’s suitcase, back against the telescoping handle. He eats a snack while his father squats in front of him, face at his level, and they talk quietly. Together, they wait for the bus. spring has come and these flowers now bathe the…

{15.9.14} Political Ponderings en la Primavera

Wow. Ok. It’s been a month. Many apologies. Much has happened in that month, which means that there weren’t many blog-post-friendly Saturday mornings with sun, a half-liter of tea and a distinct lack of exhaustion. I guess we’ve gotten to the point where a Monday evening will have to suffice. Now that I have a…