Writing From San Juan
The first morning to awaken in San Juan finds an intermittent soft rain wetting down the otherwise warm, humid air. After another frigid winter at home it is a welcome feeling, at least for awhile. Posting comes first, before we head down into Old San juan for new discoveries and culinary treats. Now that should tickle the creative juices and intice a few little muse to hang around for a writing party. I'll have to keep you posted on that one. There's just so many incoming sensory delights bombarding my happy place.