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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

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grand-aunt’s visit 23: once a bird (a haiku)

once a bird

she was once a bird

a mother perhaps in time

sadly snared and caged

~~~~~~~~Visiting museum is not the senior’s favorite. Because she prefers to see life, its vibrance, enthusiasm and hope. The museum records a past. There is no hope there. There is hope in the future. Where are the children of this bird if any? The grand-aunt cannot help but wonder. That is why she prefers to visit the botanical garden and the aquarium. But the birds are not the only ones snared and caged in museums. Many others share the same fate too. Even human. How she looks forward to hearing the songs of the living birds again in her own garden, a tiny park in front of her home.

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Song of Solomon 2:12 The flowers are springing up, the season of singing birds has come, and the cooing of turtledoves fills the air.

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Grand-aunt’s visit 22: cloudy perception (a haiku)

winter haikudo you see the dog?

the puzzled boy shook his head

gold caterpillar

~~~~~~~~~~~The senior remarks: Often we see with what we already see in the mind: While I am thinking of my little dog alone waiting for me to return after this visit, you are thinking of your outdoor discovery lesson. But what does the cloud really look like? It does not matter. It’s your eyes working with your mind. The point is: You cannot come to a conclusion for others. You can only conclude your own life.

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Fire and hail, snow and clouds; Stormy wind, fulfilling His word; (Psalm 148:8)

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Grand-aunt’s visit 21: a reunion haiku

winter solstice 2Ocean foams aside

Where have all the blue birds flown?

Reunion with light

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The senior visitor is optimistic even when looking at the winter solstice and the vast changes of weather that have arrived with the season of general bleakness and cold.

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In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things were made through Him, and without Him nothing was made that was made. In Him was life, and the life was the light of men. And the light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not comprehend it. (John 1:1-5)

 

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Grand-aunt’s visit (20): a haiku of two sisters

Monterey birds n ocean1

Fearlessly she leads
(her sister watches behind)
braving ocean tides

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Remarks from a senior visitor: “The smaller bird is in front. Remind me of times gone by for me and my sister. Size does not necessarily count sometimes. On the other hand the adventurous outgoing one learns costly lessons. Courage needs wisdom too.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Words of Wisdom:

Allow no sleep to your eyes, no slumber to your eyelids.
Free yourself, like a gazelle from the hand of the hunter,
    like a bird from the snare of the fowler. (Proverbs 6:4-5)

Say to wisdom, “You are my sister,”
    and to insight, “You are my relative.” (Proverbs 7:4)