Saturday, May 28, 2005

"He stopped by the windmill to look up at the frosty winter stars and draw a long breath before he went inside. That kitchen with the shining windows was dear to him; but the sleeping fields and bright stars and the noble darkness were dearer still. "
-from "Neighbour Rosicky" by Willa Cather

Saturday, May 21, 2005

pictures i took of the arboretum recently

this has always been a place of peace and rest for me these few years, especially during spring /summer. there are moments when i find it rather magical and inspiring too. at times, when i feel troubled, merely sitting next to the river and praying silently in my heart give me the peace and certainty that somehow, there will be an answer.

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Friday, May 20, 2005

the weather was beautiful today.

a few of us went to earthen jar for some indian vegetarian food. after that, i cycled to the arboretum to take some pictures. i haven't taken any photos since my photography class ended last month. it was nice to be able to discover some new, interesting areas in the arb. when i first came to ann arbor few years back, i remembered always going to the arb whenever i felt down or depressed. it had definitely offered some kind of solace and comfort during certain dark moments.
therefore, i have always felt a kind of emotional connection to that place.

when i came back home, it was 4 pm. i couldn't get down to doing any work because i was distracted by the good weather. and so, i looked for a friend and we played tennis non-stop for 2 hours.

Wednesday, May 18, 2005

images-2i was in the "garden" a couple of times and feeling that connection. I sometimes imagine that empty space before that garden came into existence. Many times i am allowed into this garden, but most of the time, i have to be taken out of it. I long to walk in it forever and i wonder when is the next time i could enter this secret place again. but honestly, life outside the garden ain't that bad. besides, i am rather used to the joy and pain of being taken into this place, and out of it again.

it's just that, i wish that the blissfulness derived from being inside the garden would last much longer.