Reflections

February 3, 2013

I was standing by the kitchen sink this morning, waiting for the kettle to whistle, when I noticed a single leaf caught...

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February 3, 2013

The smell of old paper always brings me back to the attic of my childhood home. It is a dry, vanilla-like scent,...

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February 2, 2013

When we were children, the world was measured not in miles or hours, but in the height of the green paddy stalks...

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