My Fairy-Tale Life, by Steven Boone

My heart ached for the land in Oaxaca as we said our goodbyes to return to the USA for a month. The dry season seemed to be hanging on forev...

As we moved between two countries, we carried with us a beautiful blend of cultures, traditions, and experiences. We know that home is not c...

As we bid farewell to Santa Fe, and prepare to return to our beloved Oaxaca, Mexico, our hearts are filled with gladness. We carry with us n...

Amy and I left behind our beautiful home in Oaxaca, Mexico, and returned to the embrace of Santa Fe, New Mexico, where we had spent four dec...

I am now an immigrant, along with Amy. We have “Residente Permanente” visas from Mexico. It all happened rather suddenly but a huge change i...

  I may be frustrated by the pace of our move, but there is a silver lining—we can be more deliberate in our decisions. I haven’t even decid...

These autumn days, wonderful colors, textures and temperatures beckon to be explored and enjoyed. For decades I have gone up into the mounta...

At the corner of a public parking lot on Water Street, adjacent to an expensive downtown hotel is a small stone fountain with patio an...

Shopping is not at the top of my list of pleasures. Nowhere close. The other day Amy and I came out of a department store at sunse...

"Santa Fe Winter" oil on board, 6 x 6 inches, by Steven Boone It is nice to have a reason to celebrate during the darke...

  An ineffable feeling greeted me upon returning home to Santa Fe. Yes, my work responsibilities are coming at me again and ...

Hawaii is about 2,300 miles at a distance now but just a heartbeat away in our mind and heart. This is what experiences do when th...