Dew drops
The dew drops
were so captivating as thousands of diamonds, of thousands fascinating tiny
suns, glittering, shining on small grass patches in the sunlight along a quiet,
wide, open, sandy pathway and a rivulet with fish in so clear water, so near
beside. That was when I travelled on my bike in Kapuk about 60 years ago.
How fresh, how
clean as I washed my hands, cooled, wetted my face with dew after running in
the country and delightedly stepped bare foot on it. I remember Chinese
families in former times gathered dew from fragrant flowers and treated this
water for their special scented tea.
How I wish I
could capture them, so you could see it live in You Tube. But to day you almost
don’t see dew anymore in Jakarta, yet am I still happy as I succeeded to
capture, though only a few dew drops, not so dazzling in the shade.
February 2012
February 2012
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| Dew Drops |
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