The Quiet Lives of Old Photographs

The photographs of my life huddle together in the darkness, secure in a bedroom cabinet. They now lead quiet lives, disturbed only occasionally. They once brought only pleasure to me and upon inspection, wonder. Now going through them brings a quotient of sadness too. The scale began to tip about 10 or 15 years ago. … Continue reading The Quiet Lives of Old Photographs

Less than Two Miles in 4.5 Hours

When Danny suggested that we walk to an antique store we like to visit here on the opposite side of town, it seemed like a fine idea.  The weather was mild, the mid-November sun warm and inviting.  And we both could use the excercise. Taking an A to B walk in Kyoto is hypothetically an … Continue reading Less than Two Miles in 4.5 Hours

The Way Things Were

Father's Day becomes bittersweet once your father has passed away.  Sweet memories are combined with the ache of deep loss. This morning I watched a CBS Sunday Morning segment with the ever-smiling Jane Pauly about a young father who's committed to splitting half the parenting time of his two-year old daughter with his wife.  That … Continue reading The Way Things Were

A Half Day in the Life (cont’d)

If you ever need an excuse for overindulgence, just bring along some children for whom the word excess holds no meaning. So, the day began yesterday with our family gathering for breakfast at a small restaurant we'd discovered a few years ago.  It's an Hawaiian import, specializing in taking a humble pancake and pushing it … Continue reading A Half Day in the Life (cont’d)

Japan: Through A Child’s Eyes

One way we can recall what it's like to be a child again, is to travel with children. It's good if they're thoughtful and curious.  It's an added bonus if they have a good "eye" and catch sight of things you might overlook.  A willingness to try new things including unusual looking foreign food is … Continue reading Japan: Through A Child’s Eyes