\”Viste mi aquĆ”rio?\” (\”Did you see my aquarium?\”) She grinned as she leaned over the side of the platform and stared at the tiny fish swimming in the sludge that filtered its way under and around their house. Enamored. She is a glass-half-full kinda gal. My sandal snapped and the sludge oozed between my toesContinue reading “Seeing the Aquarium in the Sludge”