The day started like any other.
The roosters were crowing. The palm trees were whispering as the ocean breeze wafted throughout the fronds. Dulce the cow was thoughtfully chewing her cud (that’s a story for a different time). Then the enemy attacked.

“As magic gases fill the air, its bad for your health, but I don’t care; This all will be gone tomorrow, but will still be able to taste it.” ALO Music
He is Risen!

It’s been a few weeks since I’ve posted anything regarding Camp Ventana. Not that the groups haven’t been in our prayers and planning. I just haven’t had the time to keep the reader informed about Culiacan 2008 (click on link at the top of the page to learn more) and keep updates about Camp […]

 
                               (Micah with Dulce the Donkey)
The rains have been deliciously received these past few weeks.
With drought-like conditions the past few summers, and the fields withering beneath the sun and Santa Ana winds (yes, we get those in Baja as well), the hidden beauty of Valle de Guadalupe has been revealed of late. The hills are […]

 
“Beware of the barrenness of a busy life.”  ~Socrates
I love day planners.  I always have, and I probably always will.