I never know when I'm going to see or read something that stirs up my African dreaming. Today it was this rainbow of bowls. They were waiting for me as I walked around a corner at Two Sisters, a neighborhood restaurant.
I plan on filling my house in Swaziland with a cascade of bright colors...and then within those happily hued walls, I plan on there being a multitude of laughing, loud, beautiful Swazi children. Those children are a dream infinitely richer than even the dream of the blues, greens, oranges, and pinks of our future home. A dream that when it comes true will truly make our house a "home sweet home".