“Autumn after autumn, the moonlight comes and goes; Human beings will gaze upon it for eternity.” These words from Ryokan capture the upcoming season’s true essence. In autumn, seeds drop to the earth and lie still. Similarly, we prepare to hibernate for the winter by drawing inward and consolidating our energy. At the ripe old... Continue Reading →
An ode to pithas and winter kitchens in my dad’s village
Smell is a powerful thing, it really is. I live near a Chinese graveyard so there’s no shortage of old ladies climbing up the hills every weekend to burn offerings for their loved ones. Some things smell quite nice when burning, like paper notes and mini wooden houses. Others, not so much. Once, my neighbour... Continue Reading →
