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It’s theme word time. This year, I feel like December has snuck up on me. We’re halfway through and I am not prepared to end my year with any forward looking anything. I can barely register what’s on today’s To Do list. Despite that, this tradition needs to continue. So for the past week, I’ve…
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We walked to Mika for dinner tonight. It’s the closest restaurant to our house, about a kilometer away, 11 minutes on foot. It is also 11 minutes on four feet, if you are the cats who came along with us. They trotted through the back roads all the way there. I kept expecting them to…
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Today our neighborhood policeman received a potted plant as an annual recognition for work well done in patrolling our neighborhood. We happened to be in the village and I asked to capture the moment. Everyone lined up for a photo, some a little confused at what this foreign woman was doing. After I snapped this…
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They may look like shelves in the laundry area, but these are cat stairs from the roof. Tod rewired the outside light to fix the dangling mess of electrical cables the cats had torn from the wall as they would half-slide, half leap from the roof. Then we put up shelves strategically to give the…
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The weight of loss upon me, and plenty of work deadlines to meet, I was not planning to celebrate Thanksgiving with a feast. My morning yoga class had a theme of kansha, appreciation, and I arranged our yoga mats in a circle like a table. Good enough. At breakfast, Tod and I discussed dinner plans…
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Literally and figuratively, these have been grey days. On the literal side, we have had more clouds than sun for the past couple of weeks, including a 50 hour non-stop rain. Enough of that, please. On the figurative side, I should have believed people who said after Mom died, “The holidays are the hardest.” I…
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Our morning yoga group has been meeting every day for more than two months now. We are all getting stronger and more flexible. In class, Naomi and Miako display balance and trust. After class yesterday, Suzanne and Naomi use their strength and agility to gather persimmons. While Miako gets extra stretchy to reach one last…
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Inspired by a photo of Dan’s, I drew a radish. I enjoyed layering the colors to get the right shade of pink.
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My cats have decided they want to follow me when I walk up the hill to yoga. They stop partway and wait for me to come back after class, then we walk home together. It’s strange but sweet.
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The chrysanthemums from last year are blooming. Lots of childhood memories tied to mums; our neighbors, the McFaddises, grew them for market. We took a walk this afternoon along the suisen walking path. It’s been pretty well ruined by the typhoons, but at the top of the hill is a field of wild asters and…