Jill: In The Absence of Jack.

Jack and Jill went up the hill To fetch a pail of water. Jack fell down and broke his crown, And Jill came tumbling after. Up in the hill – as years have gone, Jill’s fetching all on her own. …

On the Road to Motherhood.

Come February and this friend of mine, Sarah, will bring to the world the life that has been growing inside her for eight months now. I will always be in awe with these women who choose the road to motherhood. …

Here ’tis.

I’ve been thinking of putting this up for a long time now…

A Spanish poet.

It sometimes put me to sleep while thinking about it…

Sam, my nephew:one early morning.

Now I won’t wait ‘til reason starts to evade me and ask myself why I didn’t do what I ought to do.

Old ladies of Sagada.

The Ifugaos of Banaue.

I believe I can make it happen, so… here ‘tis.