In the midst of California’s drought my husband and I make way to one of California’s great natural monuments, Yosemite National Park. It’s a traditionally quiet time of the year. Kids are back in school after the holiday, the falls are…
The rain on the plateau of Spain’s Meseta has left the pilgrim’s route a muddy runway cutting through the farm fields . The mud cakes to my shoes, building up on the soles and sides of my feet, adding weight…
We Catholics have a corner on the market of relics; that is to say we have exhumed, collected, horded, stolen, traded and bought, (not to mention stashed, hidden, coveted and fought over) the body parts of Saints!Throughout Europe there are…