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Black-headed Grosbeak
A new visitor – Black- headed Grosbeak! What a vibrant plumage for a spring afternoon! They’re one of the few birds that can safely eat monarch butterflies, which are toxic to most predators. Maybe that’s why the colors match, you are what you eat.
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Meadow of Spring
In the meadow of spring, feel being stared at by a grazing deer; being listened to by a vigilant jackrabbit and being palpitated by a thriving carpet of wild mustard.
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Spring Lullaby
Spring is perched in the ranch, laying down in the mountains, napping in the backyard…when the Flower Moon lights up the sky, they will all be awaken and humming to the earth. A lullaby flowing in the air, can you hear it?
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Flower Moon
The flowers are ready, just waiting for the moon. Moonlight is like a vail that gently covers the petals, gives an illuminated hue, like a spell from the moon. Under the flower moon, sweet dreams, earth babies!
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Jogging in the Rain
This morning it’s drizzling and I was hesitant to jog. But the temptation is so irresponsible, out I went. It’s not heavy rain, just enough to moisten the ground. The rain is shying people away, so I almost have the entire street to myself. Flowers being washed by the light rain, more vibrant, dark clouds…
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I’m Available Now
After just 3 days in the hospital, home looks renewed, life seems refreshed. Time in the hospital is a different time, it’s no longer clock time, but chores time: meal time, lab time, exam time, waiting time… Most is waiting time, as you are no longer in charge of your time anymore. But the home-bound…
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Lessons from Ta Yue
It’s been 3 days since Ta Yue’s passing, it seems like a lifetime without his presence. I started to reflect about time with him: he doesn’t have a lot of toys, he simply carried his toy wherever he goes, he doesn’t need much to be happy. Zhui Feng likes to somersault like a gymnist, Ta…
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Earth Day
It’s Earth Day today. I feel like I need to celebrate, but can’t think of how. Then I realized being here on earth is the celebration. Like goslings waddling behind Mama Goose; like Papa Goose protecting the family; like trees thriving wherever rooted; flowers blossoming wherever seeded. When earth exhales, everything is awake, vibrant, wild…
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)