Monthly Archives: August 2009

I am the auntie mommy

She is the cutest little thing and she has the most charming expressions, especially her smiles. She calls me “a yi mama,” Which means “my auntie mommy.”  Sometimes she runs away from her mommy for her “auntie mommy.” I am … Continue reading

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home again

Still trying to get used to life at home. The heat is unbearable and my body is not doing a good job to adjust itself to home. I am waiting for my body to get used to the “new” environment … Continue reading

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If I could, I would

Dad is sick. His left arm suffers from herpes zoster. It’s been three months. I feel his pain. It is simply unbearable. He could hardly sleep. I wish I could take it away, even into my own arm. I wish … Continue reading

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when we get old…

When we get old, our hearing starts to fade, we may need an hearing aid. Yet we women don’t want to give up our earrings. And our hair get grayer and grayer and less and less, yet we women don’t … Continue reading

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heaviest men

I met them on the Royal Mile of Edinburgh. I guess they are the heaviest men I’ve met. Ten times my weight! I mean each of them. They look pretty good with that weigh, don’t they? I wish I could … Continue reading

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feet

I just realized that I had taken quite some pictures of feet. Well, FEET, I guess this could be my next project.

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like a tourist in Lewis

I was hoping to find a story in the Isle of Lewis (Scotland) the last weekend of July. There are still tweed weavers there. And it is a remote area with a long history.  It was a risk, though. Fourteen … Continue reading

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