Between the Bleeding Hearts

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Bleeding Hearts, flower, garden, nature, photography, Spring

“Love is the vital core of the soul,

and of all you see, only love is infinite.”

With You Here Between – RUMI

The Robin Trio

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photography, photo-story, nature, bird watching

I think small birds are funny. One grey morning I was walking and saw this Mockingbird that I got to know from its beautiful song that it sang on top of neighbor’s antennae, was perching on the wire. Suddenly it rose up to fly and from another direction, a small black bird flew at the same time. What happened was they collided in the air and right away they separated and flew to different direction. It’s like nothing to it, it’s just a weird accident. I couldn’t help but laugh. It was a funny sight to see.

Another morning I saw three Robins gathered on neighbor’s lawn. They seemed to be a family, like they were discussing something. Two females and one male, maybe. They reminded me of my children: two girls and a boy. The Robins looked around, pecking here and there for some foods. When one moved to other side, the others followed, like playing ‘follow the leader’. When the other flew, the rests were behind it close by. Such simple event in nature brings out the peace in you, that makes you smile or even laugh.

 

Lilium From My Love

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flower, love, photo-story, photography, Spring, Stargazer Lily

Love not me for comely grace,

For my pleasing eye to face,

Nor for any outward part,

No, nor for my constant heart,–

 

For those may fail, or turn to ill,

 

So thou and I shall sever:

 

Keep therefore a true woman’s eye,

And love me still, but not why–

 

So hast thou the same reason still

 

To doat upon me ever!

 

LOVE ME NOT – Anonymous

For a special moment in my life that I celebrate this month, that my husband acknowledged it with a bouquet of Stargazer Lilies.

Go Ahead, Make A Wish!

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Dandellion, nature, photography, Spring

Wish as hard as you can!

Wish like you’ve never wished before.

Close your eyes, whisper,

but say it out loud in your heart.

Make that special wish counts.

The Bee and The Rose

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bug's life, flower, garden, nature, photography, poem, Spring

To make a prairie it takes a clover

and one bee, –

One clover, and a bee,

And revery.

The revery alone will do

If bees are few.

 

- Emily Dickinson-

 

 

Once upon morning, when I saw a busy bee annoyed a pretty white rose.

 

The Purple Guiding Star

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clematis, floral photography, flower, garden, nature, photography, Spring

Nestled at the corner of my neighbor’s fence is Clematis. The flowers are as big as the palm of your hand. Its color is deep purple with lighter shade sprouting from the center to each of its petals. This one is the Guiding Star Clematis, that looks amazingly like the star of the garden.

“The poet should have but one model, nature; but one guide, truth.”

- Victor Hugo -

The Girl With A Vintage Camera

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garden, love, people photography, photo-story, photography, vintage camera

My daughter brought her birthday present with her, a 1970-vintage camera, to the park. She pretended taking pictures and I thought it was cute. Because I gave that camera, but unfortunately it doesn’t function anymore. I told her to walk ahead of me and I took some pictures of her posing with it. She still has the same smile and sparks in her eyes just like when she was younger and full of tricks up on her sleeves. I love her for that constant embodiment, on her way to morph into a fine young lady.

The Flower of May

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flower, garden, Lily of te Valley, nature, photo-story, photography, Spring

As soon as the end of April was near, my daughter was excited beyond compare. Her birthday was approaching by the time May begins. At the same moment, Lily of the Valley behind our home are sprouting and blooming, intoxicating with its fragrance. Then I found out that these small beauties are poisonous. Who knew, behind the petite shape, fragile presence and exuberant scent, this flower bears some hidden threat. Although some things are meant to be only enjoyed by seeing them from afar, I ended up picking up some Lily of the Valley from the back of our home and placed them in a vintage milk bottle to decorate my working table. It was for our special celebration, my daughter’s and mine.

“We noticed smallest things,–

Things overlooked before,

By this great lights upon our minds

Italicized, as ‘t were. “

 

-Emily Dickinson-

Lost in Elizabeth Park

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Bluebells, cherry blossom, Elizabeth Park, flower, garden, Magnolia, nature, photography, Spring, Tulips

I’ve heard of Elizabeth Park for sometimes, but my first time visiting this beautiful and elegant park was in April. The Spring has just began with the promise of blooming Tulips in the park. No one said about the rose garden and how it is so amazing, even though the roses haven’t bloomed yet.  I love its green lawn that sprawling all over this 102-acres park. The park was named after the wife of a wealthy industrialist and statesmen, Charles M. Pond. I was lost for words describing one of National historic places located  in West Hartford, Connecticut. Blue sky, crisp air, green grass, abundant of birds and plethora of blooming flowers. Heaven is somehow nestled here, in Elizabeth Park.

How Do You Console A Broken Heart?

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flower, life, photo-story, Spring

Last Thursday night, I got news from the group mailing list that I belong to, that my friend’s mother was in the ICU. She told me two days before, that she planned to visit her mother and would depart on Sunday to her home country. I could feel her anxiety. Then on Friday morning, I called my friend again to know about more news of her mother. In the middle of our conversation, suddenly I heard her mumbling something. I couldn’t make up what she said, so I asked her about it. From the telephone I listened to her crying and said that she just received news from her sister, that her mother passed away.

I’m not good in consoling others when they’re in mourning. I can feel their pain and devastation. I’ve been there, but somehow I doubt that any words that I say would be sufficient to relief what they feel. Do I say,”I’m sorry for your loss”? Or, do I say,”You must feel terrible”? Or,”I know how you feel”? When I was mourning my mother’s passing a year ago, I learned at how people around me tried to console me. I didn’t ignore any of them, but when some people tried to console me by telling their own story of mourning, I stopped listening. It’s not because I didn’t care, but I think every mourning, every heartbreak is different. So you cannot draw the same line,”I’ve been there, you should feel this or do that”. Unless the person asks you to tell your own story, maybe keep yours instead.  Sometimes a hug, a long-tight hug is all a person needs, nothing else. I don’t think there’s any words that can truly represent of sympathy, although, the usual “sorry for your loss”, is somewhat enough.