"A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013."
Che: early morning on the streets of Ubud.
Poet: she will climb every set of steps, no caution in this land of uneven surfaces
This post is late, I know, but I'm on Bali time. We've been here a week now; soaking in the sounds and the scents, moving slowly through the humidity. There will be a photos soon but for now it's back to the daybed with a book and a glass of lime, mint and honey juice (nothing quite like a Bali juice!).