It snowed a foot-plus in maybe ten hours Saturday. The temperature was warmer, from the high twenties to high thirties, yielding a heavier, wetter, upslope snow. Though we’re on a quarter-mile long dirt road in the mountains, we get plowed right away. But the porch, walkways, gravel driveway, and cars need to be cleared. … [read more]
Only ash and sand
Only ash and sand January 30, 2024 Possessions aren’t always what they seem to be. I first collected sand for this bowl, or an earlier version of it, from Isla Vista beach in Santa Barbara in 1974, down the cliff and the rocky trail from where I lived. It’s still the same sand, I think. … [read more]
An Italian Day in a Chinese Life
From March 10, 2010 I worked Saturday at my office in Kwun Tong, joining friends afterwards in rural Sai Kung for dinner. We walked to a small shop selling fine Italian cheeses, meats, olives, oils, and wines and enjoyed a light snack of prosciutto, formaggio con tartufi and marinated garlic, with home-made bread and a … [read more]
Memory Pain
Trigo Road family, forty years later, Camino Cielo, 2014. Oh, serve me right to suffer Hey, hey, serve me right to be alone Serve me right to be alone ‘Cause I’m still livin’ with a memoryOf the days that’s passed and goneThe days that’s passed and gone – Percy Mayfield 1964 I practice letting go … [read more]
Hopscotch
Today, I want to both wish myself a happy birthday and thank many of you for your kind wishes. Like the kid’s game of hopscotch–that dates back to many centuries before the current era in India–I have tapped a toe into all eight of the decade-squares in the French La Marelle version of the game, … [read more]
The Man in the Mirror
V&A Rotunda Chandelier-Dale Chihuly-Missouri Botanical Garden One of my favorite poets, Joni Mitchell said, “We all come and go unknown / each so deep and superficial / between the forceps and the stone.” Can I know another, or am I caught in a loop, seeing only my projections of myself, working out my karma as … [read more]
