It is late October 2019; the trees along either bank of the Motoyasu are starting to turn pale orange and yellow and drop leaves into
Tag: exploring
The End of Something
As my good friends will know, I’m not one for superhero movies. To me, they mostly blur together into an aspartame-packed mêlée of action setpieces, leaden Hollywood
Cropped Out
I was lugging these heavy old tatami mats across the pig and goat pen, to make a path over the earthen space in front of
Valley Folk and City Kids
I was stalked home by a white cat the other night. It was exceptionally odd- the cat would walk in the shadow at the edge
Hell or Hot Water
The steam rises, gently caressing the edges of the bamboo-pattern tiles. A pipe (real bamboo this time) brings bubbling, warm water from a hot spring.
A Feast for the Senses
When we’re asked what we remember about a place or time in our lives, we aren’t always honest. The truth is that what sticks with
