Sunday, February 15, 2009


At my apartment in Portland, every day at noon I can hear church bells from a few blocks away. Now, every sundown here in San Jose, and all through the day (and night) on Sunday, I hear church bells. Soon, I'll post a picture of the Spanish-style church in the neighborhood and it'll just break your heart with how perfect a setting it is, imagining a Central American Catholic church, bells echoing down the hillsides and over the bougainvillea.

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