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The Snow Moon Is Coming
The Snow Moon is coming, today is the last day of January. Life marks its calendar. On our way out to see the birds, we saw a pair of coyotes running across the road ahead of us in bright daylight, in the marsh area. The Ross Geese are back, singing their winter carol. Something about…
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我太小,剧场太大
乌云又黑又厚,以为肯定没有落日了。突然点点金光从云后泄漏,堤岸上一排小树瞬间被打亮;无叶的枝干像脉络一般,尽显树的风骨。太阳撕破云层,彻底出来了;金光铺洒水面,像天地剪影,粉墨登场。 此刻忽然一只白色的沙鹤腾空而起,悠然展翅,飘然而落,曲颈向天歌;如舞者般从容,像风一样自由。原来小树是背景,剪影只是热场:环顾四周,发现我太小,剧场太大。
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Simple is the New Rich
I love cooking now, Baba would be proud of me. In the book “Keep Sharp” by Sanjay Gupta, he mentioned to keep your brain sharp, one thing you can do is to plan meals ahead. That is such an obvious piece of advice yet it needs to be reintroduced. Our ancestors practiced that for hundreds…
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不可复制的美好
今天是2026年第一天,雨下了一天一夜,没有初升的太阳照亮新年的曙光,但经雨水洗刷,一切草木都注满了水分,孕育着生机。 想起多年前的新年困在科罗拉多的滑雪场。当时滑雪场灯火通明,应是跨年的绝佳场景。我们开了一天的车,办好了入住,想着可以选择一个好餐馆吃年夜饭。但找了半天,只有一个酒吧开着,现场演唱气氛热烈,声音震耳欲聋,对着耳朵都听不见说什么。酒吧里挤满了等待跨年的人,酒精里弥漫着空气,即使不喝酒也微醺。这里显然不是我们的首选,继续前行。竟然没有开着的餐馆了,只有一个超市还有灯光,我们进去一看,找到了方便面,香肠和啤酒。旅馆有微波炉,看来只有自力更生了。我们买了几包面,找到些简易碗筷,开始操作。大堂竟然还有一家人,和我们有同样的想法。我们互相点头致意,落坐在大堂的另一角,算是我们的天地,铺开碗筷酒杯。因为只有一个微波炉,我们必须跑很多次才能加热方便面,对面的家庭没有方便面,谦让我们先用,竟有些默契。跑来跑去一阵忙乎,等一切停当,我们终于可以坐下来吃了。举起一次性纸杯的啤酒,爸爸情绪昂然地说着新年祝词,显然从简的一切并没有影响他的热忱; 妈妈更是乐不可支,方便面是她的最爱,特殊时期刚好成全了她。我还在调整自己,一边自责怎么落到这个地步,应该在有餐馆选择时提前准备,一边慢慢强迫自己适应这样的年夜饭。零点零分了,对面的一家冲我们喊新年快乐! 我们就这样跨了年。 多年过去了,当时的尴尬已冲淡了,但这样独特的跨年回忆却日久弥新,永远抹不掉了。人生就是一个个不可复制的美好叠加,也许当时并不美好,但回头看因为不可复制才美好。
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Christmas in the Hospital
Adversity introduces a man to himself. Holidays in the hospital, is a good reset for the chaotic mind. When things boil down, the shimmer of lights shines through. Looking outside the window, holiday lights decorating buildings of different heights, looks like a toy snow globe down below. So close yet so far. It’s a different…
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A Moment in Glory
When the mind is in turmoil, contemplate on one thing. I looked outside our window, the Chinese Toon tree has already turned yellow, morning sun peeking through the golden leaves, next to the red bird feeder. Birds casually come and go. A moment of stillness cracks in with sunshine, what a beautiful sight! Everything is…
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我和日子一起慢慢走
一早醒来,天阴得能拧出水,和期待中阳光明媚温馨的感恩节大相径庭。转念一想,即使阴天,尚有家人可亲,还有暖猫。文火煲个汤或是银耳羹,听着屋里细火慢炖,空气微醺,看着外面黄绿相间处,松鼠和小鸟来来往往,忙着觅食秋储,也是一种安然。 小饮怡情,日子也一样。慢下来,我和日子一起慢慢走。
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Smiling Face
While cooking an omelet this morning, a pair of bubbles popped up so perfect, like a pair of blinking eyes smiling at me. I carved the smiling mouth to finish. That completed the smiling face in my heart as well. I’m glad I still have eyes to find the smiling face and the heart to…
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Zen Master
In our front yard, a feral cat whom I named “Dirty Face” buried herself in the newly grown grass, napping peacefully. It’s in-between the storms this week, and she finds herself a cozy spot to doze in. The grass was washed by the rain, getting greener; Dirty Face is whiter too, making quite a contrast…
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秋如歌般徜徉而来
傍晚山中,暮色渐合,四无人声,声在草间。虫唱此起彼伏,向我合拢。前面草间突然窜出一只郊狼,毛厚且亮,显然已准备入秋了。据说年幼郊狼在秋天离家,开辟自己的势力范围。它也许刚刚离家不久,正在巡视新天地。它一动不动,戒备地看着我。我也停下脚步:它身后已有些树变黄了,有些常绿乔木也挂了些秋霜,深浅不一,和这只郊狼的毛色相得益彰。此刻,秋如歌般徜徉而来,层出不穷。

