A breath-taking little river with rows of colorful houses

in Nyhavn is where you found your happiness.

You now understand why you took your

short walk through these cobblestones.

It was not so much where you were,

as it was whom you were with –

the little wide-eyed child that you embraced,

those two Polish girls singing by the boat,

and the man you held hands with,

who checked every small piece of amber

but could not afford one.

You walked out of the store giggling

about thoughts of stealing for the heck of it,

breathing at each other,

through the fog and the hail.

He leaned tenderly on you,

his jaw unshaven felt glorious to your skin.


You decided from then on that you were happy,

and happiness, after all, was supposed to be free.






A perfect relationship is one of kindness, acceptance and respect, making a person wanting to be better for the other.


Lotus in Bangkok

In front of a small Buddha statue in Bangkok, people flocked to offer lotuses and incense.  There was a silver platter that seemed abandon by a table, while others were busy with other bigger bunches.  I took this picture of the abandoned lotuses on a silver platter, to remind me about the beauty that is hidden from the ones that don’t closely enough.

Trees in Winter


It is so interesting how each tree responds to the change in climate differently.  It is always wonderful to live in the Midwest to see how the trees manifest what’s going on with the world.  The seasons are reflected by the growing, blooming, falling, shedding, baring, and re-budding.

A DOSE OF SUNNY: Character




View from the Zahrada Na Valech (Garden on the Ramparts) in Prague, Czech Republic.  At a distance, one can see the entrance to the Saint Charles Bridge from the Hill of Saint Vitus.


This view of the City of Prague is taken from the steeple of Church of Saint Nicholas, and the street shown below is significant to me – it’s Kamelitska, where one can find the Church of Our Lady Victorious, home to the famous Infant Jesus of Prague.  I took these pictures on my personal exploration of Prague, which I consider to be the most picturesque city int he whole world.

These are my double double entry for the DAILYPOST CHALLENGE: ANGULAR and WHERE’S MY BACKPACK? TRAVEL CHALLENGE: ABOVE.  Both pictures show angular views of the roofs of the buildings and houses of Prague, which is more effectively captured on camera when one takes it from a more elevated spot, so yes, somewhere above.  I think it works.



The Turks know how to do pottery.  This is one of the things I realized when I walked through a row of colorful glazed pottery stores inside the Grand Bazaar in Istanbul last month.  I was there for a pilgrimage in the first week of October, and went to the Grand Bazaar for some cultural immersion.  The art of pottery requires not only skill but a lot of patience, because it is a very delicate craft.  Everything must be done perfectly in order to achieve the results that are in display.  I sometimes have the feeling that these kinds of things are sacred; i mean, I can see something quite transcendent in these things, that they are the result of human skill and discipline.  I can imagine how I feel whenever I look at a beautiful sky or a beautiful scenery, a field of sunflowers, or a perfect landscape of mountains, trees and rivers.  In them, I see something sacred because it is the result of the creative mind of God.

This is my second entry to Ailsa’s Where’s My Backpack Travel Challenge: Colorful.  Thanks!

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