|Taken from the top of the largest rock in the garden at the base of which we're staying. In the paradoxical way of modern life, a marine reserve (around the island) and an oil refinery hold hands.|
I've been in communication with Knuckledown Press, a 'small Midwestern literary press' seeking to do pretty much what Rosa Mira Books does, so we're looking at ways to share resources and information, possibly with a common blog. I'll tell you more soon.
Must go and scrub the potatoes.