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A Moment Like This
“In every walk with nature, one receives far more than he seeks.” John Muir. On our late afternoon outing, after the park had quieted down, rounding a corner of the road there were a pair of fawns side by side on the road, staring at us. Their spots still so distinctive, and obviously they are…
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Life Glitters
In my night stroll, an Oleander is blooming red hot at night, like a glowing light in the dark. The Grapevine’s shadow is dancing in rhythm with the light breeze. Nature doesn’t sleep, life glitters where you shine the light.
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Life Has Its Own Agenda
May is a beautiful season, a season to plant, and enchant a flower or a thought。Honeysuckle are intoxicating the yard; on the apple tree, some blossoms still linger, some already fruiting; Mama dozing off in the warm spring sun; neighbor’s mariachi music running for the late Cinco de Mayo party or early Mother’s Day celebration……
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Mother’s Day
Mother’s Day reminds us where we come from. Before we are poised and confident adults, we wobble and struggle through childhood knowing that behind us, there’s a voice we can always hear, near or far: ” You are loved, just the way you are.” That voice soften edges along the path, and paints the sky.
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Squirrel
A squirrel managed to climb on the tomato cage so he could reach the squirrel-proof bird feeder. Life is showing its wonder, the same wonder that carves the Grand Canyon, moves the squirrel.
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Focaccia
I am a new baker. Learning about starters, stretching the dough, fermenting to rise… They are all new concepts to me. I like it, as it’s unpredictable, especially for me, something unknown to look forward to. When my husband asked “what do we have this time?” “It depends, maybe sourdough, maybe focaccia” I got tickled…
My Journey
I like to map my journey, keep track of my path, which includes my mind and thoughts.
This blog is to jot down things that matter to me, how I arrived where I am and how I process my stride. This is to leave my mark for this trip, for similar souls down the road that are meant to connect, through time or space.
This site is devoted to my father, the person who led me to this world and helped me to find my place.
An Author, Dreamer, Traveler, Dancer, Yogi…
My Books: “Wistful Wind” (English)
“Wistful Wind 2” (English)
“思念的风” (Chinese)