THE END OR PERHAPS ANOTHER BEGINNING....... .(TO BE CONTINUED WE HOPE)
And so we have returned. The weather is hot and sticky (although not as hot and humid as Hong Kong, so it is unpleasant but tolerable). The yard and garden is a bounty of weeds in between beans, kale, arugula and Thai basil. The neighborhood is fairly quiet, except for the ongoing construction and home fixing up that seems to happen every summer. And of course, the news is frighteningly close and is covered in vivid (too vivid) detail. Yes, we are home. I wanted to end with one more entry, mainly for photos that mark particularly beautiful or significant memories for me. With a few stories as well. My host and Translator with beautiful Bibimbop I loved the people I worked with and was able to get to know a bit better. My host in Korea was a tiny but strong, compassionate and wise woman. She also seemed to be the mother bird to her dance/movement therapy students (frequently reminding them that they were all goddesses- sometimes as we all danced shaking our...