During heat wave, even the sunset seems steaming. While I was trying to take the shot, ran into an intruder, a hurry-some little skunk ran towards me, close enough for me to get a good shot. I had to make some gestures to hint to him that I’m here too. Off he goes. Next I had to pick our radishes before the heat roasts them. They are the best radish I’ve ever had, especially with their lush leaves, untouched. For the first time, we fulfilled from farm to fork.
The events of this collage seem random and irrelevant, but when I look back they are very relevant, “Eventually all things merge into one, and a river runs through it.” They are right.
