
Missing the steppe from a city window
A geranium, a mug of milk tea and the grey hills of Ulaanbaatar in November, and what I carry home from summer.

November 4, 2026 · 9 min
The warm layer, the torch, the gifts and the one thing I would leave at home.

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A geranium, a mug of milk tea and the grey hills of Ulaanbaatar in November, and what I carry home from summer.