In San Miguel de Allende, Mexico construction is going on all around you no matter the section of town. These photos I’ve taken show various types of construction…all being done by hand. See more black and white photos of construction at https://ceenphotography.com/2019/01/31/cees-black-white-photo-challenge-anything-construction-related/. … Continue reading Black and White Construction
San Miguel de Allende is different from any other place I’ve lived. Of course, that can be said about all cities. Through the years I’ve been aware of the energy or heartbeat of towns, even if they are neighbors. Whether it is a subdivision surrounded by a larger metropolitan complex, or a tiny burg separated… Continue reading Change for the Better?
“Don’t you want to know what I do?” I asked. “No”, he answered. “But what I do is who I am,” I replied. “Why?” he asked. “Because I’m important. I have status. My job tells you about me,” I declare. “I don’t care what you did for a living,” he responds. “In retirement, we all… Continue reading Retirement is a Dance
Okay, so I’m not in perfect shape, but I didn’t realize just how out of shape I am until yesterday. Preferably the truth would have stayed hidden from me, and I could blissfully skip along (in a shuffling sort of way) in total ignorance. However, I have a younger sister (by a mere 16 months) who practices… Continue reading Too Old but Apparently Not Too Smart
The first blast of winter always reminds me of delivering papers in my youth. My folks owned the paper in Littlefield, TX and the Sunday issue was delivered by me and my two sisters. The Thursday edition was mailed, but since child labor was cheaper than postal rates, and my parents wanted the paper on people’s doorsteps before… Continue reading But Baby Its Cold Outside
How often do we ask someone we have just met: “What do you do? That is a common icebreaker used by most Americans to begin conversations with strangers on elevators, at parties, on airplanes, etc. Never occurred to me that this open-ended question is an USA habit. I thought it was a universal practice… Continue reading What Do You Do?