A walk in a garden, a journey in the soul

My Mom has a green thumb. She has her own magic of making sure that the ground is fertile and healthy, helping plants grow to bear fruit and flowers. Although I do not have a thumb as magical as hers, I do share her love for nature and gardens. I thought of her when my… Continue reading A walk in a garden, a journey in the soul

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Waiting for an eclipse on a mountain park

It was the 21st of August, 2017. It was overcast the moment I opened my eyes and gazed at the window. The sky and possibility of rain in the Las Vegas Valley tempted me to stay longer in bed and sleep, but I decided to get up instead. My cousin Jango stood there in the… Continue reading Waiting for an eclipse on a mountain park

Silence that can be heard

Our car fled up the mountain roads with the front windows and one back window open. My cousin did say that it would be cooler up in Spring Mountains (Mt. Charleston) - around 70 degrees. Truly, it was colder compared to the temperature in the flat lands. When one is out in the sun in… Continue reading Silence that can be heard