A messenger. That’s the way I’ve always seen rainbows. A fantastically beautiful promise that somehow, things will work out. That there is a reason to smile. That the Earth sees you. That the sky smiled at you. What must it have been like in ancient times to see these lovely colors arching through the sky... Continue Reading →
The first time I went to Ireland it was with someone amazingly, incredibly special to me. When I think about Ireland it will always remind me of that glorious new beginning. Today on St. Patrick's Day I wish you all a happy, festive and wonderful day. Thank you for coming along with me on this... Continue Reading →
I searched for inspiration and I came back with nothing. The rain, and everything around me felt suffocating and I escaped into the gloom and the drizzle outside looking for a spark—a tiny glow to set me on my way. The beach was cold—the water grey and angry. I brought a blanket and laid it... Continue Reading →
Winter Betancourt 