20100827: Quote from Resuree

"When prune the roots, part of the greens will dry up & gone."

I don't do roots, usually, whether as in real life or metaphor, I don't know.

Just let it spread wild in the pots like none of my business, then finally one day it's in need of some re-rooting or change pot. At this instant comes the irony, whether do we just prune the roots only?

Choices time:
A) Let mother nature take it's course, Do nothing
B) Prune the roots & greens
C) Prune the roots & let the greens grow & then prune it like they do Jade
D) A perfect brew of the above

Sort of like molding an animal garden. Bla...

20100505: Green Zoning

Staring from the greens, I took my coffee in the morning cold.
As I gaze out across the field, the misty air in front of me.
Slowly... the sun would rise, the yellow ray broke thru the white.
At the early dawn, not a human in sight, I can only hear my own delight.
Without reasoning or insanity, the sound of silence can never appear.
Just whisper... gentle on my left ear, it's time to awake from the warmth of bed.

20100316: Cloudless Sunday Afternoon

On a cloudless Sunday in the beginning of Spring, I took a ride on my crooked bike. There was this sweet scent of sakura in the air & a pleasant breeze blew as I ride. The sun was shining brightly but the air was cool. I felt bliss as I'm happy to be here in the time and space instance. Not a cloud in the sky & not a worry in my mind, nothing could be better.

Saw my GTO as I was gliding down the slope. Didn't have time to react & greet him as I tallied by (balancing problem also).

Didn't expect to see him at 430pm on a day as fine as this. He was wearing long coat & formal attire. Strange ... he could have just completed his work & walking to the train station to meet his wife downtown at 5PM, I thought.

From the expression, as he looked up at the sky I can see he is as happy just to be there (in front of the convenient store) & alive.

He taught me the (return to) basic & simple things. Couldn't help but not getting over this chance to greet him then. Just as trivial how chances passed us by in a blink.

20080620: Wandering Through the Back Road

Wandering through the back road,

Blue sky above.

Long road ahead.

Mountains far away.

The shadow pulling the trees away from the sun.

The air is crisp as I enjoy the view in a moment of peace.