Staying overnight at Xiaosha Stream

Trees, laced in mountain mist, patch broken clouds;
the wind scatters a rainstorm of fragrant petals.
The green willows, it is said, are without feeling --
why then do they try so hard to touch the traveller with their catkins?

-Yang Wanli (1127-1206)

What's unfolding?

Not much at present. My best guess now is that I will be in Raleigh for the summer. Without going into details, I had thought I could do more than I really could, and a confluence of events and time commitments both professionally and personally got me to the airport haggard and unprepared. So I turned around and came home.

A lazy, quiet, and peaceful Sunday morning with a good cup of green tea ... hard to beat. I think I made the right call.

Leaf
of the yam --
raindrop's world.

-Kikaku

* Photo by Denise Parent, http://www.photographybydeniseparent.com/