It seems this new house has always been here, this loose soil, ready for me, some visitors carrying souvenirs, like good friends opening their soft arms, waiting since a long time. Perhaps I should now sow my routine here, be patient, for it will take a few summer noons to learn the way from old …
Listening to Stillness
Dear Reader, Winter is upon us. Literally. The lizards in my house have disappeared and there are no more mosquitoes that need swatting. They tell me that winter is the perfect time to shed busyness, to put it on hold. When we return, the world will be right there, I'm sure, hardly having missed us. …
