Bookshelf: Colleges and Road Signs

I’m not inherently fascinated by libraries and bookstores, the way that some people are. Yet, as in the rest of the human environment (parks, city streets, trees, cafes, the workplace), I enjoy exploring and seeing what’s there. Which usually means I walk home with a stack of books. Which usually means…

How Kazakhs name their children

As I’ve written before, I love learning about people’s names, and I ask people about their names at every moment that might *possibly* be culturally appropriate. So this summer, I met a woman with two daughters. “Who named your children?” I asked. Gulnar* tells me that an elderly relative…