<taps mic> Is this still on?

June 8, 2019 Karen Huber

My back garden smells great. It’s not so much the flowers, but the smoked peppers and tomatoes Matt is grilling for our early-June-but-still-feels-like-March Saturday chili. When we left for America last summer, we should’ve known Ireland would experience tremendous heatwaves and glorious sunshine. This year, though, while we’re happily home in Dublin for the summer, we’ve got cool breezes and intermittent rain showers. My children still leave the house in jackets, gloves and winter hats. We debate the merits of a morning or evening boost of heat. Our clothing is not yet on the line.

But we’re home - right now, for now…

Saturation Relapse and a Selfish Cure

April 10, 2018 Karen Huber

First, a confession: I’ve been lazy about writing. Since we received our Irish citizenship, I’ve wondered how my written perspective would change, or rather, if it even should change. Am I still an expatriate, a foreigner, a blow-in, a transplant, and now an immigrant?

Hanging out in the Grove

February 19, 2018 Karen Huber

Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash — Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash

Sadly, the grove I've been frequenting doesn't look as spectacular as the one above. Instead of purple flora at great heights, this grove is populated with complicated feelings and unburied, unhurried words.

Naming, Shaming, and Apologising

January 24, 2018 Karen Huber

What an apology given 34 years too late can teach us about the act of saying sorry

A Year in Writing, more or less

December 30, 2017 Karen Huber

Some years are more prolific than others. 2017 wasn't necessarily one of them (at least, words-wise; plenty of travel, memories, changes, highs and lows were certainly had). But tis the season for a few favourite essays from the last year, in no particular order:

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