Grandpas

I was not particularly close with my Mom’s father. I seemed to be at the end of a long line of nieces and nephews all vying for attention from The Man. I was okay with that. I know he was a tough guy working at a slaughterhouse for many years. I guess that’s where myContinue reading “Grandpas”

Haru

Japanese for Spring. Having been self-quarantined since last September, our first little foray out of the house was to the Japanese Friendship Garden in downtown Phoenix on Saturday. I know, a trip downtown? But this is to one of my favorite little parks in Phoenix and it was for Haru, the celebration of the SpringContinue reading “Haru”