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.


Phone-y Personality
Flower Market—More Delightful Than the Fish Market
Fifty Degrees and Raining
Charming Chickens!