These are the days. Where the sun rains down torrents of blistering light and steam escapes from grates in sultry and fluid wisps. The air plays tricks on your eyes as buildings sway and…
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I am an artist. The glorious part of this existence is — I get to have fun. I get to take risks. I get to create. I get to choose where and when I…
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I should have been writing this on a boat to Alaska. My husband’s parents had just celebrated their golden wedding anniversary this past May, and as an informal extension of their big, Chinese banquet…
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I don’t particularly look forward to birthdays. Nor do I dread them. They’re just kind of “meh”. This year was different: I was genuinely excited. It was my golden birthday. My boyfriend and I…
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“Schools out for summer” “…No more pencils, no more books, No more teachers, dirty looks” Alice Cooper couldn’t have said it better with those lyrics and I definitely gave my fair share of dirty…
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It’s getting humid in Tokyo and soon it will also be brutally hot. The romantic ideal of summer is sitting on tatami mats dressed in colorful cotton yukata nibbling salted watermelon while delicately waving…
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With babies running or crawling around, it is tough for us moms to get some peace in the kitchen. When my friend, Omi and I get together in our apartments, I noticed how busy…
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I’ve struggled to put together this post. I thought it was just because I’ve been busy, but I’m also discovering that it’s also because I’m in absorbing mode. I’m voraciously taking in information, visual,…
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It’s been eight years – some of them verrrrrry long – since I moved to Ethiopia. I need to do a little truth telling about me and this place I don’t call ‘home’. I…
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This will be a brief post, I guess, since my shoulder hurts, my neck is stiff and I’m terribly in need for a good night’s sleep. If there were a poster child for neglecting…