The Foodie’s Heaven

Almost from the moment we set foot in Kyoto, my foodie husband is scouting for new restaurants in our neighborhood that have opened in our absence.  As hyped as I am to be sure to see the most intriguing gardens, sublime temples, cool museums and Japanese design shops, he’s on the edge of his seat…

A Blissful Visit with a Good Friend

In everyone’s life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit. ~Albert Schweitzer There are so many kinds of friends we make in a lifetime. Many come and go…

Party Time in Kyoto

What better time or place to throw a party than in the spring at our apartment in Kyoto?  We had friends CA friends visiting Kyoto for a few days, my more-than-able-son-in-law visiting and several Kyoto friends we were eager to see again. At the suggestion of a friend, we easily decided on a party.  We…

A Treasured Reunion

Springtime never fails to be thrilling.  For a few short weeks we must pay attention to nature and its extravagant exuberance. We reconnect with springtimes past, greeting each new blossom and each emerging leaf  in the landscape as a long lost, but never forgotten, friend. For a brief time, all things seem possible, all hurts forgiven.

A DAY FOR SMILES

I felt like Goldilocks today.  Everything was just right.  Not too cold, not too hot, not too early, not too late.  I’m talking sakura (cherry blossoms)!  This year, our timing is good and it was a day for smiles, not only ours, but, it seemed for everyone else on this side of the world too….

Now on to the Cherry Blossoms

It’s not an exaggeration to state that cherry blossom season in Japan is a Big Deal.  A VERY BIG DEAL!  The Japanese celebrate their beauty in every conceivable way.  Hundreds of trees are illuminated in temples and shrines in the evenings. Lively picnics are held with friends and family under the flowering trees.  Copious amounts…

The Scent of Lilacs

The scent of lilacs preceded my husband’s entrance into the kitchen, as he returned from the farmer’s market with two bunches of lilacs in his hand. I immediately buried my nose in their voluptuous flowers. I was flooded with a delight that dated back to childhood, when I’d discovered a large vacant lot that was ringed…

Rediscovering Spring

Each year of my life I rediscover Spring.The insane energy of it.
The intoxicating scent of it.
The seductive beauty of it.

The wonder and exuberance of it.