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The USA is the place I was born. Canada is the place I was raised. Taiwan is the place in my heart.

Thursday, November 11, 2004

An Uncommon Scent in Kaohsiung Sends Me Back

As I walked by a nearby park today, my nose was at first perplexed and then comforted by the old familiar scent of freshly cut and watered grass, a scent that is actually quite uncommon here.

The scent

of freshly cut grass from the lawn mower- lingered in my olfactory senses, grass reemerging from the sleep of winter, announcing the arrival of spring, backyard swings and barbecues in a suburban community.

Sprinklers march on and on, house by house quenching thirsty lawns of grass.


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