Fuzhou — A familial warm summer breeze transported me to this whimsical nostalgic magical water lily field. I discovered — I am home.
Fuzhou — “Argh!!!” Mom screamed as she let go of the pearl-color boiled egg from her hand to the dinning table. “It’s burning hot!” she said. Curious, I touched it quickly with my index finger to test how h...
Fuzhou — Scent of childhood, scent of love. In a breath of time, white champaca, led me back to love, May I always remember, life is never too complicated, when my heart is pure.
Home.
Waiting for the egg to cool down...
Chinese red tea with Dad.
A new beginning.
The white champaca from grandma's balcony. It's been a year since she left. She is here, just as the fragrance is here...