Do Signs Define our Cultures?

This morning is awakening with bit of a cloud cover and the possibility of a few showers during the day. That’s fine, as long as they are rain showers. I have been in front of the windows to my world, enjoying my coffee, reading my blogs and now watching birds gathering nesting materials. a robin just flew into a tree with a mouthful of dead grasses, the swallows have been gathering bits and pieces for their bassinets. I contributed to their efforts yesterday by brushing both girls, who are shedding profusely, and letting the hair fly into the yard. That hair could provide a soft, cuddly bed, I think. That continuity, life-goes-on, trees and bushes budding and leafing out, grass greening up, daffodils bursting into bloom, rebirth of the earth that comes with spring is pure joy.

Before I find my way outside to bask in the warmth as I rake more pine needles – I think I should take up making pine needles baskets since we have what seems to be an endless supply of materials – I want to share with you the rest of my Asian adventure signs.

Fat Mother? Must not be health food.

If you need parts of a camera to take some pictures, this is where you need to go.

Nike and Kobe are everywhere, in glorious color.

Although I enjoy a good cup of coffee – and in moments of desperation a not-very-good cup of coffee – and romances have had their birth over a cup of coffee – I have never really considered coffee romantic.

The Kat was simply following instructions.

This, in Beijing, really surprised me since this was during the period of time when China and Google were having a bit of a disagreement. I guess advertising dollars beat out ideology.

So there you have it. Now I’ll have to dredge up something new to share – it’s a good thing life is full of blog fodder, don’t you agree?