Friday, September 18, 2009
Every weekday at precisely 1:30 p.m. I get this mysterious feeling in my chest of restlessness and intense longing. I distract myself with busywork- cleaning the kitchen, balancing the checkbook, pulling weeds. And then, at 3:12 p.m. I greet my boys at the school yard gate and the feeling evaporates when they take my hand and tell me of their adventurous day at school.
As Chinese New Year approaches (February 10th this year), we bid a fond farewell to the Year of the Dragon. My oldest son was born in the Ye...
I love cloth and fabric, and especially love the handmade kind which is such a beautiful form of art. Here in Shanghai I am lucky enough to ...
Timely. Thank you, Pentatonix.