Despite the heat and humidity in the air, people were out in droves walking the Bot Garden. Beautiful skies, cool breezes under the shades, and colorful flowers in bloom... Lifted my spirit a thousandfold!
Preparations are underway for the Lantern Festival later this month... Very exciting.
No, I am no different. Here I am, reveling in this incredible opportunity to visit an old, falling down, empty house... A mere shell of space where once dwelled the spirit of that great writer. I, too, must sit in this garden and bask in the sunlit serenity. I, too, must marvel at this house, if only from the outside (the house is closed for this season until June 1). I feel silly, and yet, I cannot help it. I am one more silly person chasing after that momentary glimpse back into history... As if it means something to be here.
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Here comes another visitor, taking pictures. Like me, he is just here, present, with camera in hand. The birds are the only witnesses to our silly rituals of capturing memory.
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Purple tulips and peonies about to bloom.
Just wind and leaves blowing in the yard.
Beautiful sunset, when the world looks perfect and filled with new promises...
In a college dedicated to the formation of women, there is this giant stained glass window -- beautiful, glorious, multifaceted -- and the two central figures are male: Gutenberg and Ben Franklin.
Irony.
The theme centers around an inscription: "Dedicated to the greater wisdom of women."
