"Did I ever tell you I grew up in the country? No? Well, I did. And I loved it. Village life was the life for me. As a child, would stand on the bottom rung of our wooden five-bar gate, under ‘my’ cherry blossom tree and wait for people to pass. We’d exchange pleasantries and I’d impart all manner of little secrets about our household and they, in return, would fill me in on the gossip they’d picked up down the street." Read more on the blog.