November 6, 2012

Heavy grey. Extatic moments of sunlight. And the Giants win the World Series. Again. (!!!) photo by – Jon Oropeza

March 2, 2012

“…God knows, when spring comes to Paris the humblest mortal alive must feel that he dwells in paradise…” – Henry Miller       – Jon Oropeza

December 1, 2010

When we go dark, it’s either because we have nothing to say, or because we’re too tuckered out yakking our fool yaps off in another arena. The latter is the case for me right now. A photo (mine) and a poem (Wallace Stevens) will have to suffice. G’night all. Japanese maple at ‘the farm’, Port […]

March 23, 2009

I haven’t looked at Paris enough yet. Maybe next week. You’ve worked well all morning, and it’s past noon, and you’ve been hungry long enough. So you go for a walk. It’s raining, and you head into the first bistrot you see with good things written on its menu. There’s nobody else in yet. The […]