family · God's creation · photography · picture story

a friend not weathered

a friend not Weathered.


We have a friend who is a friend to many travelers. She is about six (42 years old in human term). She lives alone guarding her absentee master’s house. Sometimes some visitors stay longer and become her friends. A few become her family. When we hear her making strange sounds at the gate we know one of her family members has come to visit and is parking a car nearby. often she comes to the side door and speaks politely and invites one person to go play in the park outside. When we are too engrossed in our own conversation she gets a bit concerned and would knock loudly to drown out our noises. we have some relatives who come but spend their whole time outside playing with this very hospital and friendly family member who has been waiting for this moment for days or perhaps weeks. One of my nieces does that. she will let her mom get inside to talk to others and she herself stays outside to play with the lonely dog who is elated at such focused attention.

a bit of kind attention makes her very happy. i must of course warn that she is untrained. she does not obey any command. some of us use the word, “sit” and some use the word “inside” (meaning to sit inside a cage). the trouble is that in a park during the current weather there is hardly any dry patch to sit on. during the last makeover of the house her old cage was given away too. so both commands no longer apply these days.

those in the grand (age group) category adopt the strategy of let it be. just let this little friend run wild. but you need to carry a leash (without tying her) to pretend that you are in control in case anyone complains. why can’t you tie her to your leash as the law requires? because you just cannot out run her. you also need to prepare a bowl of food to lure her inside your gate once you get too tired to continue your park presence.

for those who ask, yes, she is just a mongrel puppy abandoned by someone at the door step of a church. no, she is well looked after and is running strong. she is not weathered. in many ways she is a faithful friend because she does not forget anyone who has lived here even after a prolonged absence for many months. how do we know? she just makes a specific endearing sound to address you when you return. in fact she announces to the neighborhood as you park your car outside. so those inside the house always know who is coming.

Advertisements
grand-aunt's story · photography · travel · woman story

2017 favorites: grand old style and Harrods’ high tea rambling

two towers
this randomly taken picture came out this surreal way inside a hotel room!
two modern
brand new modern airport terminal showing coexistence
two stairs
just being grand old
two doors
back to simply basic and real

2017 Favorites while traveling. Did I enjoy the travel? Well, sometimes I did. It is the company that matters really. But I prefer most my own comfy home sweet home. A warning to all in the grand category: be prepared for grand kids shooting up. They can grow up too fast into the sophistication of the society in a short span of one year.

P/s: On the other hand, I did love the afternoon high tea at Harrods with the grown up kids. high tea harrods

best thoughts · photography · picture story · poetry · travel · Uncategorized

A morning in travel time: Why is your poetry so normal?

With a favorite poet


“Poetry does not feed a physical hunger,” she said. “But I persisted because of how it has allowed me to develop as a person spiritually.”
“If you are too focused on the technical elements – getting the how and what right – you can forget the why. The why, for me, is what makes the poem succeed.
“Writing is a form of prayer for me,”
“It is never about you as the writer, but the art you bring to society.”
(Quotes from poet Anne Lee Tzu Pheng)

Excerpts from her poem “Why is your poetry so normal?”
Because this is meant to be human;
a familiar voice, plain, intelligible,
and close to home.
Somewhere in you, I know,
you have the same voice too…
Why should I choose
to lose you in a maze as if I’m, hiding from you? I’d rather
take your hand and lead us through.
This crazy road of life
is challenging enough.
So listen: what’s worth saying
is worth saying strong and clear,
for the words we catch to serve us
will work their worth and more, if not
mistreated, disrespected, or despised-
become abnormal utterance-
as would be done, if used to make a poem
it’s unmade before begun.”
(Excerpts from “Why is your poem so normal?” from Catching Connections, poems, prosexcursions, crucifictions, 2012)

best thoughts · flowers pictures · God's creation · photography · woman of faith · woman story

an evanescent rose: random perspective

evanescent roseAn Evanescent  rose. I took this picture in late November 2015 at Santa Cruz, CA. I have a soft spot for roses. Is it because of their beauty despite the thorns? Or should I rephrase my question to, is it because of their beauty in having the thorns? I believe there are two perspectives. One can view the thorns as encumbrances. Another may view the thorns as added advantages. I like to think that the thorns of a rose demonstrate the strength of an otherwise seemingly fragile looking flower. I do not like to liken a rose to a woman or vice versa. But if anyone ever thinks of a woman as a rose, please also think of the thorns, that is, the inherent strength of a woman. No, women are not the weaker ones.

Bible promises · Bible verses · Bible word power · Chrisitan woman · photography · woman of faith

a word of comfort to a woman of faith

Luke 8:48
And he said unto her, Daughter, be of good comfort: thy faith hath made thee whole; go in peace.
And He said to her, Daughter, your faith (your confidence and trust in Me) has made you well! Go (enter) into peace (untroubled, undisturbed well-being).
Jesus said, “Daughter, you took a risk trusting me, and now you’re healed and whole. Live well, live blessed!”