Lesson from Little bee….

I like the simple ideas of this post. If we all practised living more simply and thoughtfully the world would be a better and more beautiful place.

lijiun

This morning, I went for a walk, the air was so fresh and cooling as now is raining season.

Rain brings away all the dirt and heat in the air.

As usual, I am practicing mindfulness walk. I took a few photos  from little bee which make me to further contemplate about my action whether it bring harm or benefits to environement….

Here you go:

Can you see who is working early? Can you see who is working early? Be mindfulness!

A bee was working hard to  collect nectar from flower. A bee was working hard to collect nectar from flower.

He has accomplished his mission and plan to leave the flower. He has accomplished his mission and plan to leave the flower.

Do you see any damage of the flower after the lovely bee collected the nectar? The flower still look beautiful and alive! Do you see any damage of the flower after the lovely bee collected the nectar? The flower still look beautiful and alive!

How do you feel after you looked at the photos?

The little bee was extremely careful to take care  of his resources the flower, how about us?

Do you ever think whether our…

View original post 259 more words

Advertisements

Gilbert the Cat relaxing at Home

Here are a few photos of Gilbert doing what he does best, sleeping.

 

Gilbert and friend.
Gilbert and friend.
Full stretch.
Full stretch.
Rear view of above pose.
Rear view of above pose.

cat8

cat10

cat.11

 

I love cats because I enjoy my home; and little by little, they become its visible soul.”
Jean Cocteau

“Cats are connoisseurs of comfort.”

James Herriot, James Herriot’s Cat Stories

Some Photos of an Amazing Twisted Old Tree in the grounds of the Goulburn Court House

These are the photos of an amazing, mystical looking old tree I saw while visiting Goulburn last year.  The branches were hiding under an umbrella-shaped  canopy of  bright green leaves.   When I ducked under the tree and looked up, it was like looking at a writhing heap of snakes or the Medusa’s hair.  It is one of the most fascinating trees I have come across, like something out of a twisted fairy tale.  It almost seemed as though it had suffered some violent torture and was hiding under its deceptively calm canopy.

“The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity… and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself.”
William Blake

 

 

 

Goulburntree6

 

Goulburntree5

 

Goulburntree4

 

Goulburntree3

Goulburntree2

Goulburntree1