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Japan Memoir Part 7: Water-Color

I’ve always loved the etymology of ordinary words. Was the color orange first, or the fruit? In this case, I know the answer: the fruit came first, the color second. Until the 1500’s, the west had no orange, only red. Red-breasted robins aren’t red, now are they? That’s why. Japan’s colors are also quite fascinating.… Continue reading Japan Memoir Part 7: Water-Color

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Japan Memoir Part 5: The Comfort of a Known Noise

When I was a child, I knew when something fancy was happening because my mother would dress up. She would put on her earrings, curl her bangs higher than usual. Wear a dress, and high-heeled shoes that clicked when she walked. That sound was the sound of grown-ups. At age five, I knew that some… Continue reading Japan Memoir Part 5: The Comfort of a Known Noise

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Japan Memoir Part 4: What Can Be Bought

To me, going food shopping in another country is the best part of travel. I love novelty foods, and any given trip to my local grocery store will find me pulling down new flavors of chips and going “ooh, what’s this?” Away from home, I’m prone to exiting with my arms full of new foods, grinning as… Continue reading Japan Memoir Part 4: What Can Be Bought