A metropoly like Hong Kong is the best place for enjoying some green out on the tiny balconies constellating the hyper tall buildings. It’s the perfect job to realize how precious even a little patch of mother nature is. Here at home we keep changing and planting new seeds, we like to make experiments with new flowers and veggies depending on the seasons, the weather and how appealing they look on the print of the seed paper bag. So far we have been quite lucky until now and the freshness of a prosperous green mini zone has brought forth jolly smiles and astonishments on how gorgeous every detail in the Hands of mother earth is:
mix of wild flowers
basil and tomatoes and chili
mint, lemon tree…
wax plant (the flower is amazing looking but not seen yet) and aloe vera and chili
fast germinating salad cress
(thru the eyes of my husband)
from a young see thru sky
reborn is the universe at large
even birds singing this same Melody over and over
your body is in tune with mystic realistic forces
let the Spirit too be in tune so.
Daily walks are really popular around here and infact you can see all kinds of people on their way to something. On their way to or from work, back home from a grocery expedition, chilling along with other family members, coming back from school or even on a bike ride since the wide sidewalk is alined to the cycling path; in addition others are waiting or getting off the train on the old railway track in line with the cycling path.
The last Flower Show in town is still leaving its mark in my heart. Once in a while I find myself browsing the gorgeous shapes and colors which the eyes fell upon months ago.
There is more to see at my Photopoetry blog, with love ‘nd creativity.
Wandering and browsing around my neighbor makes me feel very energetic and happy. There are plenty of colorful stuff to look at, some traditional some modern. I m in love with both and with the taste of balance which you can see thru them. Cool and positive traditions should be noticed carefully and enjoyed as much as possible because they represents the projection of human beings to create a healthy society. There is lots to see every time i go downtown and watch the people and the places. they ar never the same, there is always some tiny difference, some improvement or something to discard. Usually i have iPhone on hand but every time i promise myself to bring the high quality camera with zoom and great lens. Hope you will enjoy these quick shots took on a rushey afternoon weekend break.
A common “drink and snacks grocery” located at street level. The order is nice to watch.
Somebody is going for a delivery soon, it’s tea-time. Somebody else is going for a city walk.
Somebody else is going for a city walk.
There is usually lots of work in progress on the streets. Holes, wooden tables resembling tiny bridges on sidewalk, workers busy to fix and crash pieces of cement or other materials. we actually live in a no stop legoland!
It’s really fantastic to roam inside the small streets too, they normally connect two main roads or have a dead end. They carry some interesting details of some job at some point. Like a wooden ladder left on a wall. Or a bike, well, a classic here. Or a table with the today menu for a lunch set or dinner.
There is much wore to visualize, some windows, some other street scene with people. It’s a great neighbor, very lively fun and energetic. Here are some people and a street seller with its treasures for the sewing box. Finally again the order of the colors, a detail of neatness.
Greetings from this tiny and congested world spot of China…Summer has bloomed in full, actually over ripe right now, under a climate which is not just subtropical, but SUPER tropical. Birds are singing no stop twenty-four hours in the greenest areas, monsoon showers pouring down any moment, sky shades constantly muting. What we did to embrace all of that was a jump onto one of the many supersmall but fresh and quite islands.
Cheung Chau, with much less than 30 thousands people living and transports on two wheels. Pristine colors and views were awaiting for us on a casual Thursday. THis is one of those hike with your eyes wide open all the time. You don’t want to miss anything on a sunshine day on an island.
One interesting thing about this island is that it’s attracting Tibetan people to trade their handmade goods in shops. But what we truly enjoyed was the first salty splash of the year (thou in not so clean waters, but i have to admit i was too busy with the feeling of a real swim in open sea that i didn’t care about the wide layer of weed everywhere).
There are some spots of the island which are just so peaceful that you want to sit on a rock an d just contemplate the blu. Among the plants, a spiky yellow flowered cactus and lots lots mimosa tree which, because of the scorching sun, have already delivered all of their puffy ball flowers to the rocks and along the hike road, thus no gorgeous mimosa smell for this season. Watch but don’t sniff. Well, some of them still hanging on the branches! Can u believe mimosa is probably the flower i love most and here it is displayed only on this island so far in all Hong Kong. I can’t stop gazing at it, especially with such a wonderful sky as background.
Detail of the cactus…
and of a picturesque guest between the rocks!
Now here it ends the blu sea mini photo tour of Cheung Chau (Long island). If you want we can keep going with a different tonality, vintage pics of a downtown stroll around the center. I could capture some details and views with a lomo feel by IPhone. Wanna see? On a next thematic post for sure!
While planning vocational movements i m posting for you a sample of random visual searches. This is in China but in somewhere unknown to me at the moment. I used this image to promote a peaceful and spiritual event happened last night far away on the other southern corner of Eurasia, in Italy.
That event was hosted more less in the area dotted with white houses beyond the sea horizon, on the far left corner of this happy image, where children are playing free on a beach during an afternoon of end of Summer last year. I captured them while going back home after a wonderful sea swim. It reminded me of my childhood and how beautiful it is to take advantage of the nature when we have Her so close. We shall never take Nature for granted and enjoy each and every drop of what she openly dispense wherever we live.
Just like this bear is cautiously doing!
The Prophet said, “There are some who see me by the same light in which I am seeing them. Our natures are one. Without any reference to any strands of lineage, without reference to texts or traditions, we drink the life-water together.”
Here is a story about that hidden mystery: The Chinese and the Greeks were arguing as to who were the better artists.
The king said, “we’ll settle this matter with a debate.” The Chinese began talking, but the Greeks wouldn’t say anything. They left.
The Chinese suggested then that they each be given a room to work on with their artistry, two rooms facing each other and divided by a curtain. The Chinese asked the king for a hundred colors, all the variations, and each morning they came to where the dyes were kept and took them all. The Greeks took no colors. “they are not part of our work.”
They went to their room and began cleaning and polishing the walls. All day everyday they made those walls as pure and clear as an open sky.
There is a way that leads from all-colors to colorlessness. Know that the magnificent variety of the clouds and the weather comes from the total simplicity of the sun and the moon.
The Chinese finished, and they were so happy. They beat the drums in the joy of completion. The king entered their room, astonished by the gorgeous color and detail.
The Greeks then pulled the curtain dividing the rooms. The Chinese figures and images shimmeringly reflected on the clear Greek walls. They lived there, even more beautifully, and always changing in the light.
The Greek art is the sufi way.
They don’t study books of philosophical thought.
They make their loving clearer and clearer.
No wantings, no anger. In that purity they receive and reflect the images of every moment, from here, from the stars, from the void.
They take them in
as though they were seeing
with the lighted clarity
that sees them.
(by Rumi, Selected poems)
Nothing is clear or goes straight
Maybe posing a little while before turning left.
Clouds of my confusion looking puffy and soft,
Any wind could blow them away
But watching them moving like many cars on the freeway.
Sometimes confusion linking to illusions
U want to know its source
Mind telling ‘it’s just a myth’, there is no confusion already on a real course.
Simply be in love, once worshipped is your confusion
courage will not be deceived by disillusion.
Watch the people, they are all sitting at McDonald.
Watch the sky: it’s watching the people underneath.
Hope your spirits are high and shining for the new year, the Lunar Year of the dragon. I grew up with a dragon daddy and I know how genially strong they can be at times these personalities and the core of their heart is extremely soft and sensitive, hope you will have good luck with all the dragons on your way. 🙂
Now we get ready for welcoming the new year, I m really excited for all the wonders on the new path. Between December and January I didn’t expect to receive such amazing kitchen aids like a true centrifugal juicer (the old one has gone already after about 3 years only 😦 ) , a fantastic rice cooker and a Chinese dessert maker… only to name three of them.
Did you ever had a bean dessert? In Asia they are super popular. The creamy ones only require water & beans: soya milk, rice milk, chacha, sesame, walnut and almonds desserts, all fibers boosters. Fibers support the face radiance. I m sure wherever you are you would love to try these flavorful and comfortable delicacies!
The enlightened possess understanding
So profound they can not be understood.
Because they cannot be understood
I can only describe their appearance:
Cautious as one crossing thin ice,
Undecided as one surrounded by danger,
Modest as one who is a guest,
Unbounded as melting ice,
Genuine as unshaped wood,
Broad as a valley,
Seamless as muddy water.
Who stills the water that the mud may settle,
Who seeks to stop that he may travel on,
Who desires less than may transpire,
Decays, but will not renew. [Lao Tzu]
This book is born out of the feelings of affection that the author was nurturing during her childhood towards her African American nanny. More African and stranger than American lets say.
“My siblings deny it, but I was closer to Demetrie than the other kids were. Nobody got cross with me if Demetrie was nearby. She would stand me in front of the mirror and say ‘you are beautiful, you are a beautiful girl’ when clearly I was not. …. My mother was out of town a lot. Susan and Rob were tired of me hanging around, and I felt left over. Demetrie knew it and took my hand and told me I was fine.”
It s 1962, Mississippi, when the story of The Help begins. It’s a fiction at large.
The robust maids are great love givers. They perfectly supply the need of care for the American kids of that time. Skeeter is one little girl growing up with a different courage inside. The courage to become a true friend to two maids and help them to tell their stories to the whole community. Funny, brave, feminine, emphatic. Flowing read.