‘All the light we cannot see’ by Anthony Doerr. Luminous.

‘The Orphan Master’s son’ by Adam Johnson. Gutting.

Cycling the Cotswolds with my beloved. Breaks for tea and cake. So civilized.

Visiting Lucerne, Montreux and Geneva with my son. Adventure.

Learning to swim again. Splish splash.

Mild fall and winter. Guilty pleasure.

Roaming Copenhagen, Bruges and Brussels with my daughter, and discovering belgian fries. Joy.

Writing Group. Illuminating.

Visiting organizations in Bombay, Poona and Coimbatore that work to prevent the spread of HIV/AIDS in cities and rural areas, care for children of sex-workers, nurture developmentally disabled children and adults, tutor poor children in rural areas. With passion. Without judgement. Awe-inspiring.

Generosity of friends, old and new. Gratitude.