morning saturates landscapes like an artist’s palette
heady scents of sagebrush and wildflowers remind of simpler times
Start genki, feet won’t fail me now
delivers all it promises–sit quietly? not this sisterhood, smiles and panoramic poses all around.
graveyard: sacred space, where our ancestors were laid to…rest…behind barbed wire
“just those japs” bones worth less than the gravel around, we remember these among all other injuries in honoring those who have passed before us.
sobering occasions broken up with moments of life: this is also a time of reunion and joy, appreciation and laughter.
they came on trains with covered windows, covered the windows so that future prisoners could not tell where they were, could not see the place that would be “home”
first time taiko player shows her genki