The World Through Lenses
I just spent a lovely morning prowling through the garden with my father's camera. Photography compels me to survey the world more closely, to examine the details while seeing the big picture at the same time. I see beauty everywhere, from a pearly dewdrop resting on a plump lemon's skin to autumn leaves coloring the scenery a deep, vibrant red. I particularly like dewdrops -- they remind me of tiny jewels sparkling on the ground, sprinkled from above from some divine hand. Isn't it amazing that something as small as a one dewdrop can contain so much beauty? =)
I've also been reading a book about Chinese cuisine from a Westerner's viewpoint, and some of the descriptions are so funny that I chuckle out loud and force my parents to listen while I excitedly read excerpts. In the spare moments when I'm not reading or chattering or taking photographs, I return to the solace of my bedroom and reflect upon the layers of childhood and teenhood which are revealed in my choice of books, decoration, and my old stories, poems, and drawings tucked away in little nooks.
Delicate ribbons. Faded posters of pink roses. Inspirational postcards on the wall. A teddy bear on a soft white rug. A quilt with tiny pink flowers. Children's books.

