Lessing

I have been studying Doris Lessing for a class on postcolonial literature. I just came across her speech for her 2007 Nobel prize win and wanted to share it. It's something we should all read. Link here:  Lessing  

The unpredictable life

I love this spot where the sky meets the sea. It is our playground. It is my heaven.  Every day, rain or shine, bundled against cold, or shedding against heat, this is where we come.  Living all over the world is so hard sometimes, but this is why we do it. Had Uganda not been... Continue Reading →

Spring

  It’s the beginning of spring.  It’s spring break.  The rhythm of schooled days have turned into a tossed windstorm of bike rides, beach combing, farm visits, field running, and play dough covered hands. Children who never seem to stop moving, eating, needing, loving.  All day we play, run, eat, until we collide with our... Continue Reading →

Memories

  My son and I found this piece of bark on one of our long beach walks. It is completely whole, round, having fallen off and come apart from a tree without breaking. I imagine the log tossed in waves, smashed against rocks, water massaging and tearing at the bark little by little until it... Continue Reading →

The Unraveling

Uganda was familiar yet so much had changed. It still remains running in my blood, when I look at my daughter I am there, she wraps the county around me so I can still smell it and feel it, even long for it. I see in her the people I knew for 4 years, the... Continue Reading →

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