Bouquets of Newly Sharpened Pencils. [I Got Mail!]

“Don't you love New York in the fall? It makes me want to buy school supplies. I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils if I knew your name and address.”  -Joe Fox, You’ve Got Mail   Confession: something about the idea of a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils … [Read more...]

Dreaming of a White Christmas… [Of September Snow.]

Easily the two hardest things about spending nine months in Senegal are missing people, and missing the Christmas season in all of its glory back home. I dearly miss ice skating, the heart-fluttering magic of icy nights that smell of cinnamon and snow, and twinkle lights that … [Read more...]