The peaks of the volcanoes emerge from the fog that blankets the shallow upper San Quintín Bay outside my window. I hear the geese, the first of the brants that spend winters here, honking in …
November 23, 2016
The peaks of the volcanoes emerge from the fog that blankets the shallow upper San Quintín Bay outside my window. I hear the geese, the first of the brants that spend winters here, honking in …