I’ll abstain from writing about my own father, to avoid any sand-papery interactions. I’ll use this post to sing the praises of my husband. He’s a good dad. They look exactly alike don’t they? especially their chins, and their eyes, and their round faces, and…ok all of it. She bears absolutely NO resemblance to me. … Continue reading Father’s day…
I read an article yesterday that made me re-think my existence. My life philosophy. Plants have ears. You can read that article below. http://www.iflscience.com/plants-and-animals/plants-can-hear-themselves-being-eaten If plants can hear, can they feel pain? The article talks about plants emitting hormones to try to get predatory bugs to go away… Damn it. One the goals I made … Continue reading One Person’s Happiness. Just a thought.
I was at a low point about 5 months ago. It seems when low points hit, teachers (the good kind) wander in. Being a “Tokyo wife” is hard. Husband is coming and going. I am expected (via myself) to work my own job (minimally demanding) support his job (incredibly demanding), keep house, raise child, keep … Continue reading The beginnings of power…
Is how many years old I am today. I’m killing it. 33 is going to be a good year. I say that with a bit of trepidation, but I guess it’s always better to be positive, confident… and work hard in the back ground. I make goals for myself on my birthday. It’s a way … Continue reading 33
A friend of mine, (and my shop) gave me about 60 kimono on Saturday night. Silk. Linen. Cotton. It’s a common thing here to chop up someone’s old clothes and use the fabric for this or that. It feels impersonal to me, but it also feels like a waste to throw these things away. I … Continue reading Cutting up a legacy
I’ve not felt well recently. だ。 る。 い。 Thursday is about recuperating, doing something that makes me feel whole, alive, and well nourished. I started the day baking bread. I’ve been watching videos and reading old cook books about “Poolish”, or “pre-fermenting” part of a dough, and then adding it into a larger version of itself. It … Continue reading Mid May
The Title of this blog “Taru wo Shiru” came to me in the form of a man. He was not born of a virgin, or strong enough to fight 500 ogres with one hand tied behind his back, but sort of mythical none the less. This is Sakai-san. He’s a sheep farmer from the southern … Continue reading The Tao of Sakai-san