raindrops in my pocket

the texture of water, or just water alone, reminds me of

raindrops i saw on a bush of sweet-pink roses as i walked past the park,
the thick-as-chocolate fog that i squinted my eyes to see through but still could not,
the crystals of ice that found a home under the porch light,
the spray of water that cast a flash of rainbow,
the reflection of the starry sky on the black inky lake ...

gone fishing

Went fishing! We didn't catch any fish though ... what luck!

Pear Picking

I hope for a next time, because I didn't charge my camera fully and it died after a few snaps at the pear orchard. Lesson will never be learned .. =)