Love – an ancient Japanese poem

“Although no fisher

reaping the gem-like seaweed

I yearn for you

so deeply that

the salt spray never dries upon my sleeves”

— unidentified poet, 10th century court poetry of Japan 



“No amount of r…

“No amount of reading or talking about turtles can transmit the awareness of turtleness that holding one does.” – Jenny Anderson

There’s something that happens when you can see, touch and smell something or someone – what is it? When I come into my cottage, I smell the freshly pressed seaweeds from Pigeon Point and am transported to the smashing abundance of the low tide pools right now.