The first August, we’d just gotten here. Besides, for most of that month, we were sealed inside an air-conditioned building…

If we’re lucky — and in July we’re often lucky — no matter how hot it gets during the day,…

Pleased to learn my story “Bunting,” which was published in the summer 2020 Bracken Magazine, was a Recommended Read/Honorable Mention…

In 2019, I had a good life in the U.S., and absolutely no intention of ever leaving it. But then…

May 15 is San Isidro Day, the day of Madrid’s patron saint. In true Madrileño fashion, that requires festivities from…

I. The List/The Group Sometimes it’s hard to remember those first dark days of Covid, when we all convinced ourselves…

Between the last walk I took in the park and now, it has become an exuberance of lilacs. The green…

It has been an odd spring. Back in January and February, when it ought to have rained, it stubbornly refused…

This morning, porteros were busily, ineffectually sluicing dust blown from the Sahara off Madrid’s doorsteps. The meteorologists tweeted: “don’t go…

Saturday morning, I got the text: the person I’d spent a few hours with on Friday was suddenly part of…