Looking out my Backdoor: Staring at a blank piece of paper

Here I am again, sitting at my computer, staring at a blank page of paper that’s not real paper, waiting for inspiration to write, to share with you, the latest happenings in my real life.

And one of the most real things that occurs to me is guilt. I feel guilty. Real good ol’ Catholic guilt.

Let’s take the little things first. Every day it rains, here on the high plateau surrounded with mountains in central Mexico. Beginning in June, through July and now into August.

The elders in this area say they haven’t seen rain like this since they were children. We’ve been experiencin...