Sound (of) Waves

We’re home.  My house is eerily silent when compared to our Sayulita villa.  The beach below was relentlessly besieged by Pacific swell, and the sound waves barreled upwards across the amphitheater-shaped hill through our bedroom windows: the ocean’s audio fireworks.  I think I felt them, too. In between the booms, our ceiling geckos chirped warnings to their … More Sound (of) Waves

Destination: Sayulita?

It hasn’t rained in Sayulita since last October 8.  The often-steep dirt roads leading to our villa are covered in sandy powder that also coats the dense vegetation bordering the road.  Water for gardening, showering, washing, all arrives where I sit and to many other places via a truck delivery, and potable water arrives separately by … More Destination: Sayulita?

Sayulita Says…

Sometimes a destination just speaks to you. In December, at the end of a challenging year that still had obstacles to tackle, my husband sent me a link, a simple google image search of “Sayulita.” I still don’t know from where he heard of this Pacific Coast town in Mexico, but its pictures danced with rhythmic colors, and … More Sayulita Says…

Jamaican Smiles

After the wedding, the sun broke through an encroaching cloud and sprayed beams of highlighting on an already glowing scene:  sparkling newlyweds and generations of their family members, all of whom had traveled from afar to celebrate love with those they love. Though our tans are fading, our smiles will return after each thought of Caribbean sunshine, powdery white sand, turquoise … More Jamaican Smiles