Come in, and stay a while.

Two writers who became hosts.

We met in 1996 — I was tutoring Spanish, John was a young trader with a map of the world pinned to his wall. Thirty years of marriage, two books, three children, and a handful of homes later, we still love the same thing — a life with breathing room in it.

We never set out to be hosts. We just couldn't keep these places to ourselves. So, as fellow travelers in this one life, we leave the porch light on and open the door to friends new and old.