perspectives

In which frozen water makes us whole again

February 20, 2012 Uncategorized

Nature always wears the colors of the spirit, said Emerson. A photographic review of the past 15 hours speaks to this truth. Waking at 5, after sleeping fitfully while the storm battered my window all night, was hard. I groggily put on layers, washed the sleep lines from under my eyes, and trudged out to the car with my gear. The wind had left finally, and all was hushed and cold but no longer biting. The sky was dark butRead More

Friday

February 3, 2012 Uncategorized

Two days straight of report writing and not seeing the outside of my house, I finally got fully vertical this afternoon and went to traipse along the shore at Alki. It was a blissfully self-indulgent afternoon, filled with: one necessary cappucino and one unnecessary mint green tea chocolate chip cookie, seventeen photos of my surroundings and my self portrait smiling in said surroundings, three of which I boastfully uploaded to every social media account I own, one long stroll upRead More

Happiness is finding a full jar of nutella in the fridge.

May 8, 2011 Uncategorized

Outside the window, the sound of an old-fashioned, metal sewing machine is chugging away erratically, mixing with the music of the birds, the dogs, the chickens, the donkeys, the children playing soccer across the street, the cars beeping up on the main road, the lorries laying on their horns, and the hammering of construction somewhere nearby. The breeze is cool and life-giving in the heat of this second-floor room. Yesterday, I arrived in Faizabad via a UN flight from Kabul.Read More