I like including black and white ancestral family photos, serene, serious Japanese faces watching over me. Here are my Iwataki grandparents, my aunts and uncles an my dear mother.
She is diving into a pool of raspberries. How bad can that be?
Two busy pages ready for my words to be squeezed in. I admire Judy Wise's journals, so full of her life with her meticulous printing. I asked her how she writes so neatly. Years of practice. When I told her I often can't read my writing she suggested I write slower. I am trying that but often have to catch myself writing fast and illegibly.
I am a regular early morning customer at neighborhood Malaga Ranch Market for my cup of coffee, writing, dreaming while looking out the window at this view. It is usually Noone (an Armenian name pronounced noon-e) or one of her family members and me greeting each other and catching up on the comings and goings of our life.