Herne Hill Market is starting to come alive with vsitors on this new lucky sunny morning. Stands are almost ready, foods of various (and contrasting) sorts in the workings, families start flowing in and the rushy passing-byers slow down, look around, take an earbud off and choose a place for breakfast. I love these times,…
Navigating Life & Turning 27
So sweet to come back to my home in the net, after so much time and so much that happened. Today is my birthday and it’s a form of celebration, to be writing here again! I am turning 27 and it is a funny feeling. I guess maybe I have been 27 for some time…
Let’s do the time warp again
I’m back here at Sitka, in the campus under giant sitka spruces. It’s early morning and as I write, my eastward window frames the intricate silouhette of the forest, with its lichen sleeves, just beginning to appear against the lightening blue sky. The complex calligraphy of trees, branches writing their long stories in the air. …
25 a year
Again on the brink of an ocean crossing, with the northwest alredy calling me home, I feel I have one last chance to reflect on the past year before I let myself flow ahead in the new currents. In particular a recent event made me realize, it’s time to talk about something I’ve had on…