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.

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Fat Mother? Must not be health food.

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

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Nike and Kobe are everywhere, in glorious color.

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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.

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The Kat was simply following instructions.

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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?

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About Carol

I'm me - nothing unusual, just me. Widowed, 2 grown children who are my best friends, 2 dogs, 1 cat, retired, loving being retired. I am woman, I am strong.
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6 Responses to Do Signs Define our Cultures?

  1. Madhu says:

    Funny! Some of those are literal translations I guess! You should come to India!

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  2. Colleen says:

    Carol, your sign photos sparked a dinner table conversation the other evening and these great photos will just add to it, I’m sure! We (me) do the same. It’s interesting how these photos tend to bring back more memories and recollections than some of the more glamorous landscape photos.

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  3. I love the vibrant colors in your photographs. And I adore that you brushed your girls to provide nesting material for the birds. Our poodle’s coat doesn’t contribute to the construction efforts in our neck of the woods, but our Irish Wolfhound’s coat is like hitting the nest-building jackpot!

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  4. Lisa says:

    Thanks for taking us on your tour of the East. Loved all your shots since I’m probably never going to make it over there. It is fascinating to see how “western” culture has impacted that area. And yes, I did recognize Starbucks! Thanks so much for sharing.

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  5. Heather says:

    Perhaps if your coffee shop overlooked a clear river with a blue body of water beyond it would be more romantic šŸ˜‰ I’m not a regular coffee drinker, so I fancy all my drinks as a sort of romance.
    My cats are in shed mode. Maybe I should toss their offal to the birds, as well.

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  6. Lynne Ayers says:

    blog fodder – I live that – blog fodder …

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