Buen Camino Peregrino!

All good things come from above. James

Ana's Place for the Ordinary.

Ana's Place for the Ordinary.

Buen Camino Peregrino!

Thursday, May 28, 2015

This time last year: Summer 2014 a pictoral essay

The Build Out!

No words.  This time last year we were busting it off. 

Following the October 2013 meeting and negotiations to renew our lease at Southeast Financial Center, White & Case Miami had been astir with activity. The Miami office’s Admin. commenced moving operations on November 1, 2013, with a completion deadline of July 31, 2014. The move was projected to merge four floors into three, eliminate six auxiliary file rooms and three centralized rooms, and several dozen file cabinets.

Scintillating as the information was at that moment, we were about to face a formidable adversary in the form of paper, boxes, desks, equipment and rearranging objects and furniture that were once permanent and nailed down.  It was a challenging and singular experience and what a time it was!

 We didn't find the Ark, but we had a lot of fun trying!
Enjoy the ride pilgrim!


Tuesday, May 26, 2015

Memorial Day Weekend 2015 - some memories

Am I old?  I was at the Worlds Fair in New York in 64!
A caveat from Memorial Day Weekend.

In a nutshell, while most people find their way to the ocean or some form of celebration honoring those in service to our country, I sadly submit I stayed home.  I did however,  manage to marathon through "A Band of Brothers" for  a solid eight hours and "Saving Private Ryan" for another three.  There were more films, but I slept through some of them. Rest and resting horizontally prevailed.

While people came and went from hotel Barbosa for three days, I was able to spend time with my grown up and not so grown up kids in ways that resemble episodes of Seinfeld. We visited classic conversations of almost nothing.

Seinfeld daily usages e.g.:

Every time Mark talks glass shatters. He’s a high talker.” 
 “It’s like everything she was telling me was a secret. She was a low talker.”
Or even:
GEORGE: Why don't they have salsa on the table?
JERRY: What do you need salsa for?
GEORGE: Salsa is now the number one condiment in America.
JERRY: You know why? Because people like to say "salsa." "Excuse me, do  you have salsa?" "We need more salsa." "Where is the salsa? No salsa?"
GEORGE: You know it must be impossible for a Spanish person to order  seltzer and not get salsa. (Angry) "I wanted seltzer, not salsa."
JERRY: "Don't you know the difference between seltzer and salsa?? You have the seltzer after the salsa!"

...and so forth.

We managed to talk up a storm about all sorts of oddities. 

Naturally, baby food banter is part of having a new baby in the family. And yes, as a result of the nonsense and conversation with my son Tony about the finer flavors of baby food a lip smacking memory emerged; Gerber's spaghetti,  tomato sauce and beef dinner. I recalled the day this delicacy tasted best; August 1964 on the ferry to Liberty Island to see the Statue of Liberty with my mother. This buried flavor of my virgin toddler palate was the best compote in the world.  For a moment, I could almost taste it  again and similarly a mist of childhood memories began to surface. 

I spent most of the holiday weekend in bed. In those moments that I wasn't watching D Day movies, I made my way from room to room looking for the box with photographs my mother saved filled with visages of our younger days.   I am fairly certain she meant for these images to return to the coffee table on any weekend dedicated to time travel.

I had forgotten that I was one of 51 million people that visited the Worlds Fair in New York 1964. 

August 1964 - the Unisphere                               Me near Paris Pavilion below 

Here I am with Snow White and Doc

I  too had forgotten that while we were in New York that August of 64 my father stayed in Miami to fend for himself in the face of Hurricane Cleo a category 2 storm with winds of 110 mph.

I hope to dig up some more Kodak moments.  Perhaps the photographs will awaken dormant memories in days to come. 

Hope you had a great Memorial day and Buen Camino!


Thursday, April 30, 2015

Immaculate Conception Mother's Day Concert May 1, 2015

Please join us at Immaculate Conception Catholic Church for a Mother's Day Benefit Concert
May 1, 2015 at 7 p.m.
Mercy Hall
$15 per ticket
Address: 4497 W 1st Ave, Hialeah, FL 33012

Thursday, April 16, 2015

Morning Has Broken

As the angel said to the women, “He is risen! He is not here. See the place where they laid Him.” (Mark 16:6).

The time to journey to Emmaus has arrived.  As we stand before the empty tomb, we walk in the light of a new day. 
The empty tomb stands as a constant reminder that Jesus is alive and He is among us. He is alive and He is working.  He might not be doing exactly what I want Him to be doing, but there’s no doubt that He’s doing something glorious. Morning has broken...


Morning has Broken

Morning has broken like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for them springing fresh from the Word

Sweet the rains new fall, sunlit from Heaven
Like the first dewfall on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where His feet pass

Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day

Morning has broken like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for them springing fresh from the Word


Tuesday, February 24, 2015

For Karin K

Meet 'Dolce far Niente' below : sweet doing nothing...
and for this I continue to wait...

The Wait Poem

by Russell Kelfer

Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried;
Quietly, patiently, lovingly, God replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate . . .
And the Master so gently said, "Wait."

“Wait? you say wait?" my indignant reply.
“Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!
Is your hand shortened? Or have you not heard?
By faith I have asked, and I'm claiming your Word.

“My future and all to which I relate
Hangs in the balance, and you tell me to wait?
I'm needing a 'yes', a go-ahead sign,
Or even a 'no' to which I can resign.

“You promised, dear Lord, that if we believe,
We need but to ask, and we shall receive.
And Lord I've been asking, and this is my cry:
I'm weary of asking! I need a reply."

Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate,
As my Master replied again, "Wait."
So I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut,
And grumbled to God, "So, I'm waiting for what?"

He seemed then to kneel, and His eyes met with mine . . .
and He tenderly said, "I could give you a sign.
I could shake the heavens and darken the sun.
I could raise the dead and cause mountains to run.

"I could give all you seek and pleased you would be.
You'd have what you want, but you wouldn't know Me.
You'd not know the depth of my love for each saint.
You'd not know the power that I give to the faint.
"You'd not learn to see through clouds of despair;
You'd not learn to trust just by knowing I'm there.
You'd not know the joy of resting in Me
When darkness and silence are all you can see.

"You'd never experience the fullness of love
When the peace of My spirit descends like a dove.
You would know that I give, and I save, for a start,
But you'd not know the depth of the beat of My heart.

"The glow of my comfort late into the night,
The faith that I give when you walk without sight.
The depth that's beyond getting just what you ask
From an infinite God who makes what you have last.

"You'd never know, should your pain quickly flee,
What it means that My grace is sufficient for thee.
Yes, your dearest dreams overnight would come true,
But, oh, the loss, if you missed what I'm doing in you.

"So, be silent, my child, and in time you will see
That the greatest of gifts is to truly know me.
And though oft My answers seem terribly late,
My most precious answer of all is still . . . Wait."

Monday, February 2, 2015

Happy Birthday Franz Schubert - A January Soiree 2015

Myself, Maria Aurora and Dr. D

In celebration of Franz Schubert's birthday a small gathering of friends came together for a Schubertian Soiree /Piano at Quatro Manos on Saturday, January 31, 2015 at the Dr. D Conservatory of Music and paint & piano arts studio.  Dr. D and visiting artist from Washington D.C., Maria Aurora Garcia Sinicropi,  paid homage to the 19th century composer by visiting piano duet fantasies and rondos.

The evening opened with sweet Olivia Pereira, the conservatory's youngest star. 
Sweet Olivia Pereira


The dashing Christopher Alfonso

To follow, Christopher Alfonso briskly allowed his hands to travel over the ivories with precision; an accomplished and applied student.

The lights remained dim and the sounds of Shubert permeated the walls and hearts of all present.


Until next year Franz.  Perhaps we will celebrate your birthday again. 

Monday, January 26, 2015

Miami is Missing Launches at Books & Books - January 24th, 2015

Like they say, "It's been awhile and it's been lots of miles." Glad to be back in the blog scene especially on the occasion of sharing the launch of Miami is Missing by Antonio Simon, Jr. last Saturday night, January 24th at Books & Books in Coral Gables, Florida.

It was my distinct pleasure to present Antonio Simon, Jr. in this literary journey.  And so it began something like this:
Antonio Simon, Jr. is a lawyer and award-winning author of several books. His debut to authorship won three awards in its first year. In 2014 he was the first-place recipient of the prestigious Royal Palm Literary Award for excellence in writing. All told, Mr. Simon has written four books, collaborated on two, and published over a dozen short stories. Mr. Simon holds two Bachelor of Arts degrees from the University of Miami, in the subjects of political science and history. He earned his Juris Doctorate from Saint Thomas University’s School of Law. He is a full time practicing attorney, author, historian, husband, father and my amazing son (in law); a term I use loosely as I consider him a son.

The introduction was followed by carefully selected unique juicy bites from Miami's history from the point of view of Antonio Simon, Jr.,the story teller.  His execution in  sharing information regarding little known or unspoken tales of our cities were as engaging as personal to many who have lived in south Florida for years.  He made the topics educational and dramatic with a spot of humor sprinkled onto his deliveries.  In all, Mr. Simon gave everyone just enough information to want to read more. Miami is Missing is a must read; all copies in-house were sold out. 

No worries. Miami is Missing and other works can be purchased on-line in numerous ways. You can start by linking to the following Darkwater Syndicate Bookstore  or if more comfortable click on this  Amazon link for your shopping pleasure.

More information regarding Miami is Missing is told in an article  recently printed in the Miami Laker: 
Author Antonio Simon Jr. calls for historic preservation
... see article on the following link Miami Laker Newspaper

Antonio Simon, Jr. - Miami is Missing
And so the book signing begins amidst a full house following an  exchange of congratulatory smiles and enthusiasm. 
 Here are just a few snippets!

La Familia!


Keep up with Mr. Simon's future works by tapping into Darkwater Syndicate News!  Lastly, don't be shy and find out why Miami is Missing!


Thursday, May 8, 2014

Career day at Immaculate Conception School - Hialeah

My appointment with insanity started the day before the long awaited for Immaculate Conception Catholic School Career Day.

I left the office Tuesday afternoon in a flurry to a Doctor's appointment; a special appointment, at that, since I was going to my first meet and greet with our new addition to the family.

Side bar: How fabulous to add another wonderful 'aha' moment to the blessing pot.

The appointment went better than expected as I went home with  my very own snap shot of baby boo seen below.

This should read: My First Portrait!
Nana Ana's heart is melting! Too Exciting!

Back to the drama: as I parked my car at the Dr. destination, I realized I had left my handbag somewhere. This has never happend to me before--ever.  Instant panic set in and I attempted to exit the car and make a frantic purse related phone call.  As a result, I   almost tripped over an aggressive speed bump and ate concrete. Yikes, what a hot mess.

Once in the OB Gyn's office, I figured out that my purse was still in my drawer at the office.  I was as relieved as I was distressed.  The plan was to go to the studio following the appointment and pick up my props for career day. 

Needless to say, there are sacred objects in this purse of mine, keys, money, coupons and a chunk of things I need in order to live.  The idea of resolving issues was a total wash. Heavy sigh, the evening was supposed to be 'sans' anxiety, but plans do change. At this point, I had to regroup because of every fault of my own.

As good luck would have it, one of my colleagues was kind enough to bring me my bag that evening. Super grateful to Beverly for the hook up.  The new rubric included waking up at 6 a.m. in order go North to pick up the art and travel south to the Career event.

I arrived neurotically early and soon found myself with other career day presenters revving their show and tell engines.  We were kindly welcomed and accommodated and sent off into the ICCS compound.

Today as I sip my coffee and think about the crazy hours before the happening, I submit it is all good.  I can't think of a better way to have started a new day and crown the week in the company of soulful children, animated hearts and creative minds. A fabulous morning was had by mostly me in the company of Mrs. Tania Busto and six classes of children ranging from kindergarten to sixth grade.

Although this is old news for me, I continue to sing praises to educators in general, those personally known to me and those at Immaculate; theirs' is not a job--theirs' is a singular lot that changes and elevates lives . I count my blessings daily knowing fully well I was finely favored when I fell into the Immaculate family years ago.
Kudos and happy Educators Week!

Tuesday, May 6, 2014

Dr. D Opens the doors to his Conservatory - May 2, 2014 Opening Night

Frank Mingo Councilmember Seat 4; Tony Lama Councilmember Seat 3; Dr. D; Ela Diaz (Music Professor); Manny Cid Vice Mayor; Ana Barbosa (Resident Artist) and Nelson Rodriguez Councilmember Seat 1 - Photo courtesy of Blanca Perez

He is referred to as Dr. D by his students; a fitting name for this whimsical talent with an engaging art for education and music.  The truth is that he holds a doctorate in Musical Arts from the University of Miami and is highly respected and a renown concert pianist.

Friday, May 2, 2014 was different kind of Friday as on this night the ribbon cutting ceremony would open the doors to: 

located at
Corporate Courts
5881 NW 151 Street, Miami Lakes, Florida.  

Presiding over the ceremony stood representatives from The City of Miami Lakes Government, Manny Cid, Vice Mayor; Tony Lama Councilmember seat 3; Nelson Rodriguez seat 1; Frank Mingo seat 4 and Diana Young, MPA Community Affairs Manager Office of the Mayor.  The crowd squeezed and amassed to witness the moment in which the giant scissors from the City of Miami Lakes sliced the red ribbon; the air was charged with high octane optimism.

Photos Courtesy of Herminia Diaz

Soon to follow, veteran and beginning students demonstrated new tunes which they proudly performed. 

Photos Courtesy of Herminia Diaz

Photo Courtesy of Blanca Perez
Photo Courtesy of Blanca Perez

Unified in the spirit of the conservatory is Ana Juncadella Barbosa of  Paint and Piano Arts Studio overseeing the gallery aspects of the venture.  As a team and in tandem this Conservatory/ Studio will offer Music and Art and Cultural Fridays monthly.

 City Councilmen Lama and Vice Mayor Cid and  Cecilia Perez Realtor
(thanks to her expertise the Conservatory has a home)  and Juan Naranjo

Long time friends gathering in order to celebrate the Grand Opening of the Dr D Conservatory of Music:
Juan, Cecilia, Dr. D, Beby and Karl

Dr. D & Miss Cuban American 2003, Yaisell Hernandez

Maria Callas reigns over the Grand Piano -  5x7 framed, Pen & Ink, Original;
 Artist Ana Barbosa

Cachita stands firm behind a glass table - 5x4, Unframed, Acrylic Paint, Original;
 Artist Ana Barbosa

 Additionally, all of the representatives from the City of Miami Lakes & 
Photos Courtesy of Lorena and Alfredo Vazquez

As the night closed in all its glory, the final cut was Dr. D's as he sliced the famous phone booth cake from Vicky Bakery with giant scissors!

Open for business:

Dr. D Conservatory of Music
5881 NW 151 Street, Suite 124
Miami Lakes, Florida 33014
Contact: (786)-271-3526 

Dr. Diaz Gravier

Ana Juncadella Barbosa
Paint & Piano Arts Studio