How huge the land must look to a boy so small just moved here to Oklahoma from a crowded street in Mexico City.Happy faces at Grandma's table.Jay likes the swing.J Josie loves to run. The girls love the little dog Midge. Baby Yanelly has a smiley face! We need some shorter bikes for the kids! The wild gang!Happy little Bryan.... Continue Reading →

Spiny, spindlySpiky spray,Twisting, touching,Turning twigs,Sculpted of wood,Painted in white watercolorAccented with red-brownSeed pods. 

Door, who passed throughOver your threshold?Who went out in the early morning?A farmer to milk his cow?Who came home to eat at noon? The farmer from his fields?The children from school?Door, who latched you at night?Who lit the oil lamp at the table?What mother sat after rocking a baby to sleepKnitting a warm hat, mending clothes, darning stockings?Door,... Continue Reading →