Bond and Free ---

Robert Frost


Love has earth to which she clings
With hills and circling arms about--
Wall within wall to shut fear out.
But Thought has need of no such things,
For Thought has a pair of dauntless wings.

On snow and sand and turn, I see
Where Love has left a printed trace
With straining in the world's embrace.
And such is Love and glad to be
But Thought has shaken his ankles free.

Thought cleaves the interstellar gloom
And sits in Sirius' disc all night,
Till day makes him retrace his flight
With smell of burning on every plume,
Back past the sun to an earthly room.

His gains in heaven are what they are.
Yet some say Love by being thrall
And simply staying possesses all
In several beauty that Thought fares far
To find fused in another star.

One cold day

The sun shed its light on the blinders, I open my eyes in vivi's sound sleeping. She intruded into my room every night, climbed to my bed and lie down by my side. I stared at her on the smooth shinny forhead, thinking of a fine apple with no bite yet.

She is a perfect kid in sleeping.

Otherwise, she challenges my weakest part of being an eligible mom for every minute of our bonding time. I bet I will miss those youth time when we spend together , that is when I get old enough, and I age and became an old woman, who will spend most of her spare time searching old good time from those faded memory.

Now I just want to escape.

I drove 20 miles away to a small ocean town, parked the car at its business street. Now I am sitting in a coffee store facing an open water-view. Strangers chatting and machines running surrounding me, I suddenly feel I was a little dirt in this whole wide world,which is as old as pre-history, and no human being exisit yet.

Sun is hidden behind those naked trees. Its weak light reminds me there are still a couple of hours to go, to reach the dark nightfall.

It is winter, a cold season starts with a little frost, then freeze, then snow, all companied with chill wind.

A group of photos

Handcraft workshop, Bebe handled this kind of project pretty good, and he can even help Vivi.

Thanksgiving eat-together. Vivi is a tough girl. Sometimes I feel helpless about dealing with her. It is much harder taking care of two kids, that is far from what I expected af first.

Children museum. The most favorite place that Bebe like. I like here too. They can stay here the whole day for water and other educational stuff.

At this moment, I just want to comfortably close my eyes

The noise goes away, or I start to lose attention on those noise. Children are laughing, parents are talking, and cars are passing....They all fade away.

Clouds are moving, as I stare at them, big and white, quiet and fast. It must be wind pushing them behind. It reminds me of time, second hand on the clock.

Nobody else watches the sky as I do.

Clouds moves away, leaving large space for blue, pure blue. I can hear the voice coming from my body, the sound of breath.

I watch the sky as if it will not be there again tomorrow.