Thursday, July 9, 2015

Welcome Home Sweetie

Back home again.

I'll try to post a few reflections. .. after the laundry and such.

Thank YOU for following this wonderful adventure!

Wednesday, July 8, 2015

Farewell to IAMO

Bags are packed, tickets are printed. Looking forward to going home, but not looking forward to leaving.

Making dumplings with a little dumpling

It is a Chinese tradition when a friend is leaving to spend some time together making dumplings for dinner. Here,  Dr. Zhang's daughter  (a cute and clever dumpling, herself) is helping.

And, despite the limited structural integrity of the dumplings I constructed,  they were amazingly delicious!

I very much hope I may travel to China soon. The combination of friends, scholarship, and food is irresistible! !

Monday, July 6, 2015

The light at the start of the bridge

As my Fulbright specialist project draws to a close, I wander once more through the park. This time, I cross over the Salle River and catch this view at the end of the day.

Some look for the light at the end of the tunnel. And some (halfway) joke, or simply fear, that it may be an oncoming train.

Here, poised between day and night is where we are balanced with structure and light. Consider, if you will, that there is no tunnel we have not created for ourselves. And, when guided by light, supported by structure, and possessed of humility for learning and a sense of determination, there is no chasm we cannot cross.

The light at the start of the bridge.

Frontiers in diplomacy

Here, the red - wiged Julia and the blond-wiged Inga revise the standards of fashion for your humble Fulbright specialist. Good thing they have ticklish toes, or I would have no recourse at all... they are so cute!

Sunday, July 5, 2015

Dinner or downpour?

The "continental" weather in Salle is very different from Petaluma.  I was just settling down to a picnic dinner by the river (to read some articles) when I heard some thunder.

Taking the better part of valor, I packed up and began walking back home to IAMO. Along the was, the wind knocked a large branch off a tree... only 60 feet (20 meters) from me! I was primed to panic!

Made it home alive, although a little wet, and witnessed an amazing display of thunder and lighting!

More weather in 20 minutes than my home town gets in 20 months!


Did I mention Fryberg? Lovely town with delicious wines!