11.05.2011 § Leave a comment
Maple, pond, stone lantern and koi, a serene Japanese scene
in a Chicago household’s yard by a noisy state road. Looking through the kitchen window, centuries fall away and my mind darts to its image storage house where the opulent Japanese natural surroundings were: dazzling kimonos sail through the endless sakura blossom fields; the girls’ short syllable Japanese words mix with tender laughter; next to a plain straw-roofed tea house is a maple leaf covered pond with a stone bridge; a samurai in a dark blue skirt with swords tucked in his waist strolls solemnly in the garden, the beautiful tassel-braided sward handles flanking his left side.
My mind always rest upon these scenes whenever a slight distraction causes the imagination butterfly to wing. « Read the rest of this entry »
28.04.2011 § Leave a comment
Remembering “Maple Fall”
Last autumn was long. Usually Chicago has about two weeks of spring or fall before summer or winter starts. Last autumn was long enough for the maple leaves to turn brilliantly red. I planted a few maple trees in my yard years ago but failed; they turn yellow instead of red. Luckily, there are some beautiful maple trees in my neighborhood to enjoy. I used to stop and stare at the luminous orange leaves for a long time in the alley on my way home. « Read the rest of this entry »