My Fairy-Tale Life, by Steven Boone

Amy and I are preparing to fly north—to “New” Mexico—from our home in “Old” Mexico. There is unfinished business waiting for us in Santa Fe...

  Two weeks slipped by since my last post—sunlit and full, with the kind of quiet richness that unfolds when one returns to old ground with ...

For many of us, the winter solstice marks a time to reflect, recharge, and reconnect with the rhythms of nature. For my wife Amy and me, thi...

  The Pacific Ocean is not far away from us here in Oaxaca, Mexico. About 125 miles. Yet we have not visited often since arriving four years...

  A week like no other . . . and to think⏤Amy’s sister arrived from Minnesota and experienced it with us. Cari arrived along with Dia de Mue...

I feel as though I am a sailor and the wind is filling the sails of my vessel, taking Amy and I toward a future we do not totally understand...

The bookmaking art is very satisfying. With industry tools at hand today, I find the process sometimes breathtaking.   My fi...

  Saints, shamans, spirit beings, extra-terrestrials, creatures of every type, the sun and moon . . . these are just some of the subj...