8 Seasons in the Land of the Morning Calm

Not many people mention how disastrous bleaching a head of hair can be.  It had become a tangled, damaged mess despite additional coloring with Manic Panic (very moisturizing hair color), and warm oil treatments. I have a limited tolerance for things that annoy me.  I had reached that limit with my hair when I enlisted my husband to help me with a DIY haircut.  Take a gander below for green through gone. Dyed turquoise-green Buh-bye!     A joint effort pixie cut.  

In the time since Mom & Dad M.'s visit, nothing much has changed. Well the weather's changed a bit, but we've not been buried in snow like we were this time last year. It's a shame, because the temples look their most serene under thick white blankets as the monks wander the grounds in their warmest hanboks. As we approach our last two months here, it's dawned on me that 1. We're approaching our last two months here (!), and 2. We've a lot of things to think about and do in the next two months. I had sort of forgotten the chore of relocating overseas; deciding what to send home, taking the time to properly thank and visit with friends and those who have become like family, to see and do the things we still want to and revisit the things we enjoy. Regardless of the fact that I cannot wait to see my family, Korea has become a part of me and I will miss it greatly. Even in the most trying of times, this country has still offered enough kindness, j...

Celebrating their wedding anniversary with green tea cake. Hiking on Mudeungsan Aiming for happiness at Seonamsa's well. Buddha on stone pagoda On the trails My man. One temple is never enough. Walking up to Seonamsa. Fall respite.