Buying flowers is a Saturday morning ritual for me. I have been over the holiday look for several weeks now, looking forward to refreshing my vases and angling towards spring. When it's over, it's so over.
I awakened in Japan this morning to learn of the terrorist outrage in lower Manhattan. It's not the news any of us want to see wherever we are. We live in times that can easily be called disheartening. I have felt the encroaching darkness for several months for reasons that don't require illumination. Anyone with … Continue reading In Search of Beauty
Before I moved to CA where the sun shines most of the time (Neil Diamond circa 1971) and the ground is green for a brief few months a year, I generally thought of rain as a spoiler. I grew up with the children's refrain "rain rain go away," and never found a lot to appreciate … Continue reading rain dance
Being here produces an almost constant high for me. It's allowed me to appreciate the drizzly days and foggy nights happening recently in Kyoto as being as beautiful and welcome as the sunny bright days. It's admiring the magnificence of a huge polished wood counter when out for dinner at a neighborhood restaurant and the … Continue reading Blissed out
You are familiar with the statement, "Must be seen to be believed." In the case of cherry blossom season, this is not an exaggeration. It is truly a take - your - breath - away experience to be ingested and savored. The attachment the Japanese and I have to Sakura cannot be overemphasized. Weeks before … Continue reading Must be Seen (again and again)