18.7.15

MARKET DAY, FUN DAY

Whenever and Wherever there is a Market, it is a FUN DAY!
Sharing a few pictures from our trip to one of three
 local markets, a few Saturdays ago.   
Have you noticed when walking through the overflowing stalls with its pyramids of fruit and veggies, tilting crates and baskets, dodging people with colorful plastic bags overflowing, lingering to touch and smell: if we look up one immediately notices that everyone has a smile on their face!!
Open markets just bring out happiness...(unless your child knocks down a crate of oranges) and joy. 

A bit of our bounty...new to us herbs to try, fingerling potatoes..and beautiful yellow blossoms.
No spilled oranges, but strawberries will do.  
Pretty gorgeous, even more luscious...not a sad berry in the bowl.
One elegant bloom, actually potted lily, heads up ready for her photograph.

No kidding, these  delicious temptings are straight from the market.  One glistening glass case filled with authentic French pastries, one distinguished baker, accent and all, tempting us with little complementary nibbles.    

It was a Fun Day.
Next post: exotic, foreign market finds.  

7.7.15

When RED is HOT


The News from down South is FIRE-CRACKER HOT!!!
 Brown Grass, Withering Flowers,
Wilting Shrubs, Blazing Hot Sidewalks,
Ice Cream Bars melting before they reach one's Mouth,
Blistering Car Interiors,
Scorching White Sun:
 bring out the RED in me.
Which started me scooting about for RED images to cool down.

Here is wishing you a cooler, smile filled day. 

26.4.15

Yellow in My Paint Water

I DON'T KNOW WHERE TO START.
 IT HAS BEEN SO LONG SINCE I SHARED ANY OF
LIFE'S TIDBITS WITH YOU.
RATHER THAN APOLOGETICALLY RAMBLE ON, 
LET ME SHARE MY FAVORITE COLOR WITH YOU.
MAY IT ADD HAPPINESS TO YOUR WEEK. 
















A LITTLE BUTTERCUP YELLOW CAN WORK WONDERS ON RAINY, GRAY DAYS!

1.3.15

CANDID SHOTS: How we celebrated CHINESE NEW YEAR


EVERY YEAR WE TAKE AN IMAGINARY TRIP TO ASIA 
TO CELEBRATE CHINESE NEW YEAR--A TRADITION THAT GIVES MUCH HAPPINESS AND JOY TO THE CHINESE CULTURE AND OTHERS. 


YIKES, GRAMMY POSTED OUR KIDDIE PHOTOS 
ITS OKAY, WE LOVE YOU ANYWAY 
FOUR  LITTLE GRAND-KIDDIES

WHO LIVE IN SINGAPORE. AND
NOW ARE A BIT TALLER.



THEY INSPIRE US WITH OUR AMERICAN VERSION OF CNY !
CHEF DANIEL PREPARING FRESH FISH FOR OUR FEAST
FISH TASTED AS GOOD AS THEY LOOK....NOTE THE BEAUTIFUL EYEBALLS !
NOW THE CHALLENGE PLACED IN FRONT OF THE AMERICAN GRAND KIDDIES WAS......
TO EAT THE FISH EYEBALL IS A CHINESE TRADITION, ONLY BESTOWED UPON GUESTS OF HONOR.
TWO GK'S DECIDED TO EACH EAT AN EYEBALL, KNOWING THAT THEY ARE INDEED, VERY SPECIAL. 
"DON'T THINK ABOUT IT. JUST PUT IT IN YOUR MOUTH AND SWALLOW."
THEY DID IT!!! YOU CAN SEE BY THEIR FACES THAT YOU MIGHT WANT TO TRY A DELICIOUS EYEBALL WHEN YOU ARE A GUEST OF HONOR. 
TIME TO STRING LUCKY ORANGES AND LUCKY DOLLARS ON TO STURDY STRING.
A WISH FOR THE YEAR IS WRITTEN ON THE BEAUTIFUL RED AND GOLD JOSS PAPER. 
OUTSIDE WE WENT TO MAKE WISHES AND THROW OUR ORANGES HIGH INTO THE TREES.
AND THERE THEY STILL HANG TODAY.  


WE ALREADY ARE A VERY LUCKY FAMILY !  
WISHING YOU THE SAME IN 2015 ! 

17.2.15

The Storm of the Year?

My previous post we were excitedly preparing for the snow storm of the "year," well, season.  Indeed there was a storm.
Through the night the rain pelted the windows with darts of cracking sharpness. The temperatures plummeted down with accelerating speed.
I awoke at 2:30, scurried to the front room window, hoping to see falling SNOW through the crack in the blind. 
BLACKNESS. 
6:30 AM, there would be snow, the weatherman had promised.
Within a few hours, our world transformed, encapsulated with thick, clear, wavy ICE! 
Seeing the cup half full, I reasoned that ice in and of itself is beautiful. 
I hadn't charged my camera batteries for nothing. I headed outside, staying safely on the porch.
Our little world was beautiful in unexpected ways... 
 tiny miracles of life encapsulated in coffins of clarity .
 long lengths of rough branches, magnified.
 black streets, silvery white.

Later this morning as I sit at the computer, shafts of sun pierce through the barren branches, angling onto my desk. All is well. A few photos, a bit of editing, and acknowledgement for expectations.
Sounds of neighbor boys outside on their snow pans, racing down the center of the icy street. Oblivious to everything but fun.
Pups hopping on padded paws, licking up the icy goodness.
Red Robins splashed against deep evergreens tipped in ice.

The fleeting pleasure of something different is just as lovely.

What I saw this morning.
Life under the weight of nature.
KK Flourish
Predawn, weighed down branches, nothing stirs.
KK  1 AM 
 Sun Flare breaks through, shedding warmth.
Robin Egg Blue, the first sky color to greet me.
Sun rises, droplets fall, cycle in completion.
We ate the winter soup a few days ago. But today we feast upon the visual bounties of Nature's Fickleness.

A large prayer sent the way to those who have more than their share of harsh weather. May you be warm and safe. Your blue skies are coming.