My friend is lodging high in the Eastern Range,

Dearly loving the beauty of valleys and hills.

At Green Spring he lies in the empty woods;

And is still asleep when the sun shines on high.

A pine-tree wind dusts his sleeves and coat;

A pebbly stream cleans his heart and ears.

I envy you, who far from strife and talk

Are high-propped on a pillow of blue cloud. ~ Li Po*

A summer’s sprinkle

A spring snowstorm

It is a wonderful world…Amy (The World is a Book)

*(cited: Arthur Waley, The Poet Li Pl Gutenberg Project