This foggy morning in Shakopee we are enjoying a warm bowl of milk and rice, sprinkled with Extra Fancy Vietnamese Cinnamon. Soon the sun will bestow another lovely day here, the trees are budding and showing little green sprouts.
Our thoughts rove to the other side of the world, where our dear friend, Hai Dang, is spending two weeks in the Old Country, visiting his hometown, absorbing even further changes to the ancient culture he fled so long ago.
So much to imagine, so little time to do it.
So much to imagine, so little time to do it.