in the beginning

with the sounds of K'Naan ringing in my ear, I'm reminded again of a new beginning in September ... after years of travelling and working abroad, I'm stopping in Canada for a wee while to work as a Project officer at UNAC ... I can at long last put up the tinga tinga paintings from Tanzania, the wall hangings from Rajasthan and cover up my old futon with the fabrics from the Chittagong Hill Tracts ... I will make a hygellig place for myself in Ottawa, and see what delights me in our nations' capital .... it's the beginning, a new beginning, just as each September past.