On missing people you’ll never know; or, to mothers, fathers, sisters, grandmothers, and everyone else we love
I have a friend here who simply defies explanation. He is good-natured; he is optimistic; he is kind. I would be none of these…
Read MoreI have a friend here who simply defies explanation. He is good-natured; he is optimistic; he is kind. I would be none of these…
Read MoreI met up with a friend in town today, and somehow wound up talking with him about my trepidation at dealing with the gender…
Read MoreA few days ago, I was thinking a bit about the having of things. I wrote about things I wish I had here, but…
Read MoreI met three new young’ins at the gate today. Two boys, maybe 9 or 10, and a girl, maybe 8. The girl only spoke…
Read MoreI’m incredibly pleased to say that two people found their way to my blog by googling “birdwatching in India.” Thanks, Anna. Also, I’m inexcusably…
Read MoreIt’s lame to just link, but I can’t help it. Some of you–like the ones who try to make a living the way I…
Read MoreI went to an international food fair at the U.S. ambassador’s residence today. I didn’t meet the ambassador,and I stupidly did not take advantage…
Read MoreMostly, when I think about the number of boxes I packed up and took to my parents’ house before my half-move to Rwanda, I…
Read MoreThere’s a story about a goat in the NYT today. Here’s the punchline: He is now awaiting a prosthesis, a very rare indulgence for…
Read MoreI like to think of sugar cane as the umusaza, the wise old man, of plants. Tall and lean but somehow commanding, it bends…
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