Week 51: The piano
Happy Hanukkah and/or Christmas to those who celebrate! Even though our house is (reluctantly) multi-religious, we forgot just about every tradition we were ever taught for this time of the year. (Continue)
Everything about Anja
Anja is a phenomenon. She’s gorgeous, brilliant, hilarious, full of depth, the maker of the best chicken parm in the known universe, a stellar ceramics artist, and an impactful high school English teacher. Serendipitously, she’s my life partner.
She’s a private person, which means the vast majority of the amazing things I experience with and photograph of her don’t make it onto this website. Below are a few times she did pop into a story.
That time we were the first to get Covid
Amsterdam’s patient zero is a woman who just happens to have spent early 2020 in the north of Italy. She has a son who attends the high school which just happens to be Anja’s place of employment. (Continue)
She
“Slept a little, had a midnight snack, went in for a bathroom break. Slept some more. Basically the life of a four-year-old” she says, and she tells me about her flight to Stockholm. (Continue)
