Bouncing along to the Market
Was I really sitting on a mattress in the back of a small truck travelling along a pot-holed stretch of highway in rural southern Mexico? With people I barely knew?
Mole (that's mo-lay) for Lunch
More about markets and some Spanish words to challenge you on this very stormy Monday in Saskatchewan. The temperature has dropped suddenly, houses across the street are blurry shapes in
Mercados de Oaxaca
It's a dull grey sky in Saskatchewan today but I've got plenty of colour stuffed inside my computer. Here are a few photos taken between 2004
Cycling in Catalonia
(There's no room in this caboose for TV journalists and doctors talking endlessly about Covid numbers. I'm sticking with my trusty iphoto collection for my diversion.
A quote from a 5-year old
My last post about the Three Wise Men brought this to mind...
The kindergarten students were getting near the end of their Christmas pageant. Three little boys wearing robes and
Gifts of the Magi
It's not gold, frankincense and myrrh these days. And forget Santa Clause. The big day in Mexico for kids and presents is not Christmas, it's today,
Season's Greetings
Warm wishes to you from my cozy Caboose where I'm looking out the window at a frigid white landscape and a bright blue sky. It was minus 36
Babies with Moustaches
Every December 11 a long line of parents, grandparents and little children wait with incredible patience at the door of the Templo de Nuestra Señora de Guadalupe, the church beside
Flying to Vancouver!
Most of my Caboose posts are from the archives but not this one. Our first flight in the era of Covid took us last weekend to visit our delightful granddaughter
Thrift Store Guernica
Maybe you know Picasso's famous painting called Guernica, that powerful image of anguished figures portraying the chaos and suffering of war. It's been an icon of
