Moldova! This trip’s temporary (Do I mean temporal?) Stargazing for home I’ve nigh started but then Have also gotten ahead Seeing the end ‘fore the finish: Her yellow-bright sides Heaving up to gold curves; The oracular groans Of many-chattering chords, Woven and twined Rising too to her heights […]
Out in the crested hills, we find little bands of lizards. They’re a cunning lot – twisting, wiggling when facing the predator. The trick to catching them is to predict: they are running in the direction of their holes.
This is everything you could want to know – and more! – about Comrat’s first Journalism Mentoring Program. Read on for a narrative, project examples, reports on trips to Moldovan media stations and many photographs of the Club’s 7 months of events.
If there’s anything I regret, it’s that I hadn’t experienced this before now. They had done it 2 times before, and from their tales I expected splashes of blood and post-kill grief. The first time they did it, they didn’t know what to feel; they were swinging between […]
Of those who live in Moldovan villages, nearly every family keeps a garden. It is also true for homeowners in towns and cities. My host mother’s garden goes beyond sustenance, though: it is a place of gathering and quiet thought for those who pass through.