
Fuzhou is impermanent
More than six years ago and in an entirely different lifetime, I wrote about how impermanent Shanghai was. The time … Continue reading Fuzhou is impermanent
More than six years ago and in an entirely different lifetime, I wrote about how impermanent Shanghai was. The time … Continue reading Fuzhou is impermanent
There was this time, many years ago now, when we stayed in a house on an eroding cliff with no … Continue reading The Cliff House
Do you ever forget that this is the world that we are actually in? Sometimes, when it’s quiet in my … Continue reading Dances with the world that would be
To me it’s a magic transportation device. I am suddenly in London, on a bus going past Hackney Marshes. I am driving down US 36 toward Boulder from my parents’ house in Colorado. I am driving my favourite road in Iceland at sunset. I am looking out for deer on the roads of the Dolomites. I am in Ferrara, at the lake in Annecy, on the costanera in Puerto Natales, on I-80 heading to the mountains outside Seattle. I take my son to all the places I promised myself I would take him, not just the familiar park 500m from our place along the river Minjiang. Continue reading Travel by Radio
I’m having dreams about talking with people. About sitting in beer halls and talking about normal things. About meeting people … Continue reading I’ve Started Talking To My Mint Plant