Though we are not suppose to feed the squirrels at the gardens, it is always something I enjoy. After all, they do need "good eats" every once in a while. This particular day I brought honey roasted nuts. There were not as many squirrels around as usual, maybe because of the hot weather. So, when I found this little guy in one of the demonstration gardens I decided to let him have the entire bag. He was a bit afraid of me at first but when I piled the nuts in front of him we became instant friends. He even let me take a short video clip of him which you can see below. He was a cutie. For more cute critters, click the above widget.
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I am visiting your site for the first time, having come across from my brother's link to here from his "Ruminations of a Small Town Mountain Boy" blog. And charmed I am to have done so.
First, the image above startled me immediately as your site came in to focus on the screen. As I have stood in that self-same spot and snapped a probably similar, though likely less well balanced photo. I felt immediately a welcome familiarity and wondered if the photo, for you, is of home, or just a visit.
Then, upon reading the poem beneath the image, I was transported for a moment again to the mist wet walls and asian mountain vista's, hill tops hidden in rain bellied clouds, of the Great Wall near the Badalong Gate; the people jostling around me whispering or calling out in jarring Mandarin, Cantonese, and a myriad of other less dominant, yet present foreign-to-my-ear languages; moments of marvelously enticing scents from grill seared meats of several creatures woven onto sticks; and great piles, and strings, and tumblings of colors rich and subtle, shiny or intricately textured, fur, jewel, glitter, sheen, and tinklings of coin across arthritis twisted palms ~ assessing clever eyes above near toothless grins, incense weaving amongst the stalls at the gate.
Anyway, thank you for posting that poem, so evocative of Asia ~ for the little trip back into my memories of China and Thailand. An excellent poem, and excellent shot of the little point below Cliff House.
Robert - Thank you. That means alot coming from a fanastic a writer as you.
Glynis - Imagery is important so I am always working on that aspect of my poetry. Thanks.
Kel, thanks so much for your kind and poetic words. The site photo is that of ocean beach in San Francisco where I live. The poem ia about my journey through Hong Kong. I will have many more.