Imagine this. It’s the fourth quarter, the clock is running, your home team is down by three, forty seven seconds left. Home team possession. First down, two yards. Second down, one more. The room holds its breath, the pizza is…
Imagine this. It’s the fourth quarter, the clock is running, your home team is down by three, forty seven seconds left. Home team possession. First down, two yards. Second down, one more. The room holds its breath, the pizza is…
Brunch is that magical meal that bridges breakfast and lunch. Brunch allows you to sleep in for as long as you need to, and gives you the rest of the day to go on adventures (along with the energy to…
Sitting down at a dinner table with dear friends and eating out of tin plates piled high with sticky rice, hot curries that would make you weep (with joy, and due to spice levels) and a side of pickled chilies – this…
It’s March and Seattle is starting to wake up again. Months of rain and gray and storms and the occasional snow fall have taken their toll on our Vitamin D deficient population – but the trees are shaking out their…
It was just a few days ago, on the second Sunday of Advent, that my housemates and I put on roughly eight layers (each, mind you, not combined) and ventured out into the freezing weather to chop ourselves down a…
Breathe deeply. The air smells like rain and wet earth and a hint of sea salt. It is cold and crisp – I imagine the sprawling river of passageways in my lungs filling with blue. A revitalizing, clean kind of…
Stephanie Rubesh is a German-American who grew up on the island of Sri Lanka and consequently loves a good cup of tea as much as a good cup of coffee, travel, and new cultures. She is a writer and a photographer and a lover of people and their stories. And also of turtles.
I was born in…..Welwyn Garden City, England, I have spent most of my life in….Kandy, Sri Lanka, and now I live in….Seattle, Washington, USA. My favourite local films are…..the Lord of the Rings movies (I’m going to fall back on my US background here). When I need a reminder of home, I listen to…..the popping of mustard seeds as I attempt to make traditional Sri Lankan dhal…probably to a baila beat soundtrack. My favourite time of the year is…..Summer in the West, Christmas in the East. My all-time local hero is…..Kule. He helped bring me up, introduced me to curry cooked over the open fire, and taught me the art of story-telling. My favourite local phrase is…..“gihil, enang” – I’ll go and come. The best way to say goodbye is not really saying it. My favourite words of wisdom/words to live by are……
When it’s over, I want to say: all my life
I was a bride married to amazement.
I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.
When it’s over, I don’t want to wonder
if I have made of my life something particular, and real.
I don’t want to find myself sighing and frightened,
or full of argument.
I don’t want to end up simply having visited this world.
– Mary Oliver
What I love most about my home country is……hot tea, rolling hills, crashing oceans, spicy curry, warm nights, warm days, warm people.