A month ago I was zooming across the open waters of the Bay of Banderas in a little boat. With each swell, the boat slapped against the waves and we all laughed at the adventure of it. After about an hour, the hills surrounding Yelapa emerged from the mist like Bali Hai.

On our last night in Mexico, we watched the full moon from our hillside home and forgot about time altogether.

Tonight is another full moon. There is much to do. The days disappear too quickly.