August 25, 2010
The bright greenness of a bamboo grove struck my eyes at the height of a hot summer day.
The rampant force of bamboo, which thirstily and silently absorbs the ruthless burning sunlight of midsummer to flourish, filled me with deep feelings of awe.
I saw a silk spider quietly spinning an elaborate and beautiful web in a secluded corner of the garden.
Summer is the best season for insects.
They live and die wholeheartedly and joyfully in the blazing sun to achieve their own destinies.