by kimqi | Oct 31, 2020 | YinYang, Seasons
Fifteen years ago today, Steven Hill and I bought a house locally known as the Murder Mansion. Murder Mansion because it is a big house and, you know… MURDER. In the mid-1950s, a man called Tex Perkins killed his estranged wife and then himself in the front yard. In...
by kimqi | Oct 24, 2020 | Fall Hiking
I typed “I have a lot of words to share,” which autocorrected to “I have a lot of words to shed.” I caught my breath and stopped to consider this perspective, this flicker of an idea sparked by autocorrect. Share, by definition, requires more than one person. Usually,...
by kimqi | Sep 20, 2020 | all posts, Moon
Shortly after I took this picture of the setting sun, I looked higher in the sky to see a fine silver sliver bending halfway around the speckled and darkened orb of the Moon. I knew better than to reach for my camera to try to capture that image. The Moon is slippery...
by kimqi | May 24, 2020 | YinYang, Seasons
Twenty-five years ago, I lived in a small town in northern Japan. I used to stroll through the neighborhood, learning what I could about the place I called home for three years. One sweltering summer afternoon, I walked by a preschool, and all the kids were running...
by kimqi | May 18, 2020 | YinYang, Seasons
The following was written while we were locked down in May of 2020. I walked an average of 5.5 miles a day that May. I think the casual pace and the routine of spending a lot of time outside seep around each word and through the entire story. Maybe some loneliness...
