The sunrise glared purple and orange over the palm trees, the colors mirrored in the Indian Ocean, but a different spectrum caught my eye, guiding my morning walk. On the far side of Passikudah Bay, the paint on a school of fishing boats gleamed algae green and saltwater blue as groups of men dragged each …
“Peace is the tranquility of order.” This quote from St. Augustine opened one of the tiny devotional books I used for meditation when I was in high school. The declaration, as I understood it, made sense to me; indeed it seemed self-evident that observing rules, keeping things in their designated places, approaching tasks methodically, and …
In Search of the Torrent Duck I don’t know how our guide José did it, but from his seat in the front of the minibus—as it’s moving at 60 km an hour up the mountain—he hollered, “Torrent Duck!” Manolo, our driver, slammed on the breaks and pulled over to the side of the road. How …
What the hell, I’m going to try it again. I’m throwing the gates open for guest posts. Why? Honestly, my head’s not in the blogging space right now and I could use some help maintaining the heartbeat of my blog until I’m back at the keyboard. Guidelines? Be afraid, be very afraid. Essays ONLY. No …
Last spring, I was invited to bring the coveted “plus one” along on the inaugural sailing of a luxury river cruise ship on the Rhine. The operator, Avalon Cruises, picked up the tab for my airfare, plus, covered all on-board expenses — cabin, meals, a modest bar tab — for the duration of the shortened …
By Katrina Woznicki My first encounter with a gun happened in 1985 near my house in rural upstate New York. I was hitting my neighbor—a girl across the street who was a bit of a bully. She was two years younger than me, but about my size, and had been calling me names. It was …