Eating Arzua Cheese in the Rain

I stood shivering in the rain on the Camino de Santiago pilgrimage in Spain, a piece of bread in one hand and an enormous hunk of local Arzua cheese in the other.  Fellow pilgrims doggedly walked by, trailing colorful flowing rain ponchos over their packs.  Lovely plum jam dripped off my makeshift sandwich and fellContinue reading “Eating Arzua Cheese in the Rain”

Walking into a new perspective

Maia writes: Infectious disease director Michael Osterhold said in the middle of the pandemic: “Every morning, I scrape five inches of mud off my crystal ball.  Any effort to predict a future course beyond 30 days relies on pixie dust for its basis.” I find this statement both exhilarating and horrifying these past years.  IContinue reading “Walking into a new perspective”