There’s a Chinese parable about a frog sitting at the bottom of a deep well who thinks the entire world is his little pool of water. Lucky for him, a turtle comes by and tells the frog about the great big blue ocean out there.
Unlike the frog, many of us don’t get the chance to talk with a turtle— yet we still believe the world to be much bigger than the well we find ourselves in. So the best we can do is to simply look up and try to piece together the world by observing the movement of the sun and stars, the shifting of winds, the change of seasons, and whatever else that crosses our little “circle of sky.”
This is my account— just short, frequent essays about what I see when I look up. Some things serendipitously float into my field of view; others come as a result of a studious and deliberate search. Welcome to my circle of sky.