Reclaiming the Romance

Today, just as I returned from visiting Bradley’s last home – the one we didn’t share after 6 character-filled places in 12 years – this was the memory Facebook presented me with: a journey of mud and meandering we shared 2 years ago. And it made me smile. And dig up the old journal entry from…

Dreams Afloat

This week, on what was a normal schoolnight in the Western world, we lit candles under a full moon and, with thoughts of future, sent scented flower rafts on a downstream Mekong journey. The festival of Ock Pansa, or known regionally as Loi Kratong, takes place on the evening of the full moon of the…