Author Koh Lin ◦
I woke up this morning from dreams of blowing bubbles…
When we were younger, I am sure many of us would have enjoyed blowing those bubbles, seeing the bubbles being blown into the air, and running through the cloud of bubbles, popping them along the way.
They were pretty, transient ethereal balls, catching the light, and the occasional rainbow as they float in the air… those were innocent childhood times.
Now I am older and experience a different type of blowing bubbles… sharing the photographs taken by others of bubbles being blown… and in a bizarre way, rekindles my childhood. Back then, I would have never known that insects blew bubbles too… now that is amazing…
