There exists a unique rhythm of life that unfolds in the space between addresses.

I cannot remember a time when I wasn’t flexible. Not in the sense of touching my toes, but in my ability to pack my life into suitcases and...

Growing up in the expansive Persian Gulf, spring felt like an elusive dream.

The table is set and what a beautiful gathering it has been. When I put out the call for the Monthly Mingle Reloaded, I hoped to reconnect ...

I grew up in airports. That’s not literally true, of course, but it captures something about the shape of my childhood: summers spent in I...

From the tiled streets of Lisbon to the misty hills of Sintra and the port cellars of Porto, my journey through Portugal was a visual feas...

"A Virtual Potluck" - back in April 2006, I embarked on a journey to host a monthly virtual potluck on my blog. We might have bee...