Transitions

IMG_4147, originally uploaded by haechoo.

Remember the last time you first rode your three-wheel drive? The pride and excitement of owning your very own "vehicle". And not long after, the sweet yearning of owning a two-wheel drive. One that marks progression; of growing up. The sweet innonence of childhood, the pure joy and excitement transitions bring. However as we grow older, transitions do not seem to bring the same kind of excitement, but that of sluggish feet and tired expressions. Hitting at big 2-0 and beyond dampens the youthful eagerness we all once possessed. Growing up seems to entail the possession of "freedom" and material wealth, but the loss of the treasured youthful joy and care-free-ness children possess. With responsibilities comes worries, and worries "kill" the innocent child who just wants to stay young. No wonder everybody wants to be young again.

Mating Snails?

Mating Snails, originally uploaded by haechoo.

Here's a fun and interesting shot. At first, I thought they were mating, but not too sure whether they are "rightly" positioned for such a thing.
Or perhaps the top snail just got too stuck on the other! ;P

Into the Night & a Warm Welcome to All

Into the Night, originally uploaded by haechoo.

Welcome one and all! :)

This blog was planted to provide a place to share the many pictures which have inspired and touched me. Everyday I will try to post a photo on different genres. Feel free to discuss or share your thoughts on the photo. Take your time to enjoy the pictures and indulge your senses.

Hope you enjoyed your visit here! :)

I can also be contacted at haechoo@yahoo.com.sg.

Majestic, is He!

Warmth from above, originally uploaded by haechoo.

Faith in ourselves and faith in God, this is the secret of Greatness, for God is Love.

Meet Prince

Anxiety, originally uploaded by haechoo.

This is my dog of 12 years. His name is Prince. Sometimes the best subjects are the very ones which enter your life in the subtlest ways. Just got to see through a different looking glass, and the once ordinary subject can actually be the one which describes a thousand emotions.

Our anxiety does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow, but only empties today of its strength.
- Charles H. Spurgeon