Showing posts from January, 2016

The Power of the Senses

This morning, as I hovered over my kitchen counter getting my morning cup of coffee together, my eye fell on a can of tomato sauce I failed to put in the pantry the day before. I picked it up, looked at it, and unexpectedly, very old memories flooded over me at the sight of the old Del Monte label and pictures of red, perfect tomatoes! Bittersweet memories I had not relieved in years.
I was seven years old and a very precocious child. Tina, teenage daughter to our close neighbors, stood at the door.      “My mother sent me to borrow a cup of sugar, please. Company showed up suddenly and we’re short of sugar for the coffee.” She even brought the cup to be filled.
    “No problem,” said my mother, smiling sweetly. Neighbors help each other.” She went to the kitchen and came back with the cupful of sugar. After Tina left, my mother remarked with a sigh, “That was very thoughtful of her, to bring her own cup.”
The following day, Tina once again stood at our door.      “Sorry to bother you agai…

Don't Let Negativity Ruin Your Morning

It is a beautiful day in sunny San Sebastian. A cool breeze ruffles my hair as I sit on my rocker sipping my first cup of coffee and gazing at the lovely patterns that dot the countryside. Perfectly shaved squares of terracota-colored clay soil dot the land, ready for the plantain seedlings that will soon be planted.

The "meaito" trees with their bright red  blooms seem to have taken over the landscape; they create the most beautiful play of read on green as they sway in the morning breeze as far as the eye can see over the hills and mountains. Today, I will open only one set of French doors because if I open all three, birds will flock in one door and fly in circles inside my living room, wildly twittering and looking for the other doors out.

I have work to do, and I can't sit here admiring nature all day. I pour myself a second cup of coffee, and I head for my computer. My first stop is my email, where I answer a message from my newly hired personal assistants. My second…

Cup of Coffee, Please?

There is an old saying that says: the more things change, the more they stay the same. I am a lover of old wisdom, but I disagree with that one. Lately, the more things change, the more they change. Little things we take for granted become hurdles to be conquered. Take the simple pleasure of coffee, for one.

I love to start my morning with a cup or two. I get up, make myself presentable, make my bed, and turn on my Keurig for a delicious cup of plain, Green Mountain coffee. Keurig has become so popular that even the old, favorite Bustelo brand my mother brewed throughout my childhood years, is now offered in little Keurig tubs.

I consider myself quite progressive in my use of my Keurig. My mother used to make coffee using the old-fashioned, low-tech “colador” or strainer that was made of cloth. She’d boil a few spoonfuls of coffee grounds in a small pot of water, and she'd strain it in a cloth colander. The result was the most delicious, simple, black coffee you will ever taste.

Of c…

Names Starting With 'Z': Looking for Your Readers?

Names Starting With 'Z': Looking for Your Readers?: How do readers differ? The answer to this question is one that may, at first glance, seem trivial, but to authors struggling to find a ...