Wistful Wind

Category: Nature

  • Monsoon Season

    Monsoon season is here, bringing the gorgeous sunsets. See how mother nature writes her poem. I’m trying to copy, all I got is a blur…

  • Strawberry Moon on 395

    I woke up this morning, longing to be back on HWY 395, where I was yesterday, with the strawberry full moon shining over me, Mt. Whitney and the Owen’s Valley. How I wish I can carry that moment with me. It’s a short trip to the Eastern Sierra, but memorable and fulfilling. After being awed…

  • Hummingbird

    Hummingbird found the burning red gladiolas in front of Buddha, dancing and fluttering. It makes such a compelling image, subtle yet vibrant, vivid yet still, so present almost invisible. When longing meets blessing, it melts in-between.

  • Radish Blossom

    Imagine being greeted by this pure beauty in the morning, like morning dew on a flower. I’m stunned by this radish blossom! Life finds its way to express, to explode beyond our imagination. Elegance resides in its upward growing, in simple being. Everyone is crowned in God’s beauty pageant.

  • Summer Solstice

    The wild turkey chicks are foraging after Mama behind a weathered fence like a frame. Twin fawns pause behind their mama, all staring at me, blending into a picture melting into the golden grass. A majestic oak casts his sketch, naked under the setting sun. The world has extended its daylight hours to the longest…

  • Summer Night

    There’s something about summer nights, especially during a heat wave. The cool night air, very soothing after a long day of baking. The neighbors are active because of the heat: kids playing, people walking and chatting. The breeze feels heavenly, like a babbling brook after a long drought. Stars glitters like a stage setting. I…

  • Mountain’s Calling

    The mountain has its own time zone. Time becomes moss on rocks, becomes shadow on trees, becomes a tender fawn on the meadow. Sunlight is playing with the rocks, peeking through a giant boulder, lighting up a tiny little grass, like spotlight hovering on stage. The Deer becomes a guide leading you deep into the…

  • Cooper’s Hawk

    Can’t believe just witnessed a Cooper’s Hawk got his kill in our backyard. Feel sad for the little bird, amazed by nature! What a natural predator! (Caution: video maybe disturbing)

  • Musiclike

    Before the setting sun touches the earth, it’s the golden hour, the soft light melting into a musiclike liquid, smooth like old wine. If you follow the sun going down, you can hear it.

  • A Red Ruby

    The first strawberry from our hanging basket. A Red shining ruby, wrapped with warm sun and spring shower.