survival – Fireflies and Daffodils

A Beautiful Connection

During my junior year in college, I resided in The Village, a duplex-style dormitory reserved for upperclassmen. An RA wasn’t on high alert to knock on a door for loud music or for the burning of incense. A parking lot was just yards away, so unloading groceries was a cinch. Collegiate neighbors, with their beerContinue reading “A Beautiful Connection”

Climbing That Tree

This evening I’m aiming for a Western meal. Baby spinach with sliced strawberries and crushed roasted almonds and walnuts with a homemade vinegrette dressing; frozen lasagna that is baked until the edges are browned and crackling; and a warmed Italian loaf with grass-fed butter, presented on a wooden cutting board. As Danith and his momContinue reading “Climbing That Tree”