If I whisk matcha in my autumn tea bowl, but don’t take a picture, did it really happen?
Isaac found a persimmon tree heavy with ripe fruit way up out of reach at the botanical gardens a few weeks ago.
These persimmons, however, are from the commissary.


Around the World (in Eighty Days)
Cherry Blossoms—Round Two
Liberty and Aloha for All
The Legend of the Sacred Snake Bridge