When the Air Sings Back
In spring, the air receives birdsong as a promise of return. In autumn, the air answers back with rustling leaves, crisp winds, golden light, and the scent of r...
Project Finding Beauty is where I share six-word memoirs and photography. It is my attempt to find beauty from the ordinary and every day living rather than being consumed by the gloom and despair.
In spring, the air receives birdsong as a promise of return. In autumn, the air answers back with rustling leaves, crisp winds, golden light, and the scent of r...
They say rain isn’t universal—No two cultures see it quite the same.To one, it’s grace falling from the skycoaxing green from brown, life from stillness.To anot...
I was told to write about my preoccupation. For once, I don’t want to resist, edit my emotions, or ruminate endlessly about the state of the world. ‘Cause there...