For the summer, I’ve been staying in Wisconsin. It has been a season filled with the wind blowing through white birch trees and pine. Bright red sumacs dot the roadside. Everyday I watch the sky. It is like a fresh canvas. I look at the clouds and see images. Using my imagination I see shapes of animals, faces, even dinosaurs. Recently, I saw this eye. To me, it looks like the eye of God. Nature always reminds me that am I one with it and a small part of the whole.