When wheat ripens

“When wheat is ripening properly, when the wind is blowing across the field, you can hear the beards of the wheat rubbing together. They sound like the pine needles in a forest. It is a sweet, whispering music that once you hear, you never forget.”

-Norman Borlaug

Often called the father of the Green Revolution, Borlaug discovered new ways of growing high-yield crops, which enabled many counties such as Mexico and India to become agriculturally self-sufficient.

Pretty awesome. =)

Blasting music loudly through earphones and overdosing on honey-berry cough drops. =) I am waiting to hear the thunderstorms. Come on-- bring me back to those Malaysian childhood days when I would stand on the front porch and gaze at the rain pouring in heavy slanted sheets across tumultous gray skies. And those wind-whipped trees! How I stared and stared, my heart beating wildly. So close to the wetness and the chill and the wind, and yet protected by the roof above my head.

Irish-inspired music on a cloudy morning, with predictions of dry-thunderstorms coming up.

A cup of hot, bitter tea to combat the flu germs inside my body.

Messy room, but too tired and lethargic to clean, so I'm merely shifting things around, as if the entropy would somehow sort itself out.

I'm endlessly fond of sitting by windows. =)

Football

Sometimes I don't feel like doing anything but closing my eyes and listening to these unearthly strains of violin and piano chords, interwoven so perfectly that it's insane and I'm left breathless, heart aching.

I went to my first football game yesterday. It was an experience to feel the energy pulsating madly through the crowds and to hear my voice swallowed up by the deep chants vibrating up from the student section. I still think I prefer the quiet of a twilight walk, or an hour spent reading, but I'm glad I bought the season tickets to have this experience. Though I'm far from a devout sports fan, I still felt a powerful rush of euphoria whenever a Cal football player leaped through the air and caught the ball. =) It makes me wonder at the power and grace and agility of the human form, and the life within us which makes such feats possible.