simply six minutes—the magic briefcase adventure: colors, details, irony

When he first arrives on this magic mountain he doesn't think about love. His goal is to guard the four winds at this height of 8000 ft. He is one of the four guardians assigned to earth from another realm, which earthlings call planet. How little do the earthlings know the difference between a physical … Continue reading simply six minutes—the magic briefcase adventure: colors, details, irony

simply six minutes —the magic briefcase adventure: silent painting

“Painting is the silence of thought and the music of sight.”― Orhan Pamuk, My name is Red. To the man from a distant planet, a higher realm than earth, snow falling is like painting. A gigantic hand is brushing over the land and everything else in the Snowland with white paint. Not surprising. Because the invisible hand … Continue reading simply six minutes —the magic briefcase adventure: silent painting

time travel haiku and back: just timing

https://beckybofwinchester.com/2018/12/03/december-squares-3/ sometime ago when in an interval story zone long ago in another story zone just timing my time and yours to savor and chimepreparing our climb This months photo challenge in square format from Becky is Time https://beckybofwinchester.com/2018/12/04/december-squares-4/#more-12547 https://beckybofwinchester.com/2018/12/03/december-squares-3/comment-page-3/#comment-10839

afar and near in perspectives: two pictures

I chose these two pictures because of the rather interesting perspectives. USA is full of interesting scenes even though I took these pictures at random. The people too. They are apart and dynamic and yet blend into the static presentation as parts of an integral whole. I can imagine individual stories in each small segment … Continue reading afar and near in perspectives: two pictures

another letter I shall not mail: a picture and a poem

Without the weekly-Photo-challenge some of us are feeling a bit lost regarding where to hang out and what to take a photo of. Admittedly many of us have lots of photos in our stock so we are not exactly all dry up and out of ideas. I have discovered that the world is not all … Continue reading another letter I shall not mail: a picture and a poem

favorites: Don’t look back, she says, I am not there (love story)

The goodbye is too harsh and I can't resist another post of more of my All-Time Favorites of some of the pictures I am sentimental about (which original stories/poems you may find in this blog by clicking on the caption below each picture). An interesting list of the above original captions (from my earlier weekly-photo-challenge … Continue reading favorites: Don’t look back, she says, I am not there (love story)

beloved, this day you shall not fly alone (updated)

this day I shall not fly alone with new hope and not forlorn living dreaming planning parting leaving behind my depressed mind stepping ahead as my spirit heard you said do not fear for I have wiped away your every tear go forth as I have come forth behold here is My heart as always … Continue reading beloved, this day you shall not fly alone (updated)

winter’s paradigm shift: another perspective variation

another winter Variations on a Theme -marriage life silly man stole my cat where you've been hiding in your chat not in syn my photoshop on my head woman don't be mad hide you may I don't care out and no with your game of GO woman woman not my fault cat loves hunting with … Continue reading winter’s paradigm shift: another perspective variation

various perspectives on flowers: a poem

Variations on a Theme -marriage. the wife loves flowers higher or lower she will climb or stoop just to do a loop not the hyperloop deco her proper coop do not touch my chicken coop you nincompoop wife screams with her scoop the wife just loves flowers same as I love mower my shinny new … Continue reading various perspectives on flowers: a poem

What is the only true reality when it comes to the value of every person? (1)

every investor knows that the value of anything is not the value we pay for at the moment we transact. it is another value we see in the unseen, a future value of the investment and this involves the crucial word "Growth". without seeing a potential for growth we will not bother to invest. every … Continue reading What is the only true reality when it comes to the value of every person? (1)

to love: this is a song I will not sing to you

Growth this is a song i would not sing because the song has run away in sync with other days i shall not bring this is a song i should not sing because its lyrics have bloomed into an early spring here here i call in the midst of freezing into a laboriously sculptured thing … Continue reading to love: this is a song I will not sing to you

favorite poem rambling song to end 2017

2017 Favorites. they call to compose an official song to cherish entrance of wintry solace long why they never know it's an impossible task anyone with brain would always ask how long is winter to be long haha you must be joking all along how wide is winter to be white is he the old … Continue reading favorite poem rambling song to end 2017

a reluctant winter transformation song

a reluctant Transformation song. mirror mirror on the wall fifty years have passed and i don't even know with wife always kneading sour dough i go slow better lie low gentle as a doe shoveling home this elusive summer snow see how she could throw the dough like a magical boomerang discus raw swinging back … Continue reading a reluctant winter transformation song

an autumn story: must be prepaid

a Pedestrian nothing is free son all must be prepaid a voice from behind the wooden wall warns. mind your step son on real snow must be prepared as he trips his foot over a thorn the glassy bottles rattle as he glides across and prattles leaving behind many feet long gutter clash, crash, clatter, … Continue reading an autumn story: must be prepaid

autumn story: an old love hat song

Just a Peek at autumn's end. never will I leave you, he said, not again faded eyes blurring with moist drops like rare autumn squinting sudden plops (not even when fall comes to stay and/or if our hair should fall?) no I will never leave you old, not again for gold, see, all tidal waves are … Continue reading autumn story: an old love hat song

autumn story: land’s end, lonesome cafe, something orange.

She says, No one passes here anymore; You know, less is more. Continuing chattering, her eyes not engaging, hands fluttering like butterfly trapped on fake glass map. You shouldn't be here, Peter. Her fingers deftly whittle away a wooden kettle. Too late now we are closing down, Peter. (She throws a bone across the table) … Continue reading autumn story: land’s end, lonesome cafe, something orange.

A DICTIONARY FOR NAVIGATORS ON SPIRITUAL ROUGH WATERS 43: the victorious Giving

Windows of giving. Today we open the Book to the word GIVE. This could mean life and death. Without someone giving the right provision at the right time to another person selflessly, the would-be recipient may have perished. For example, giving of direction to the right road, giving of the right type and quantity of … Continue reading A DICTIONARY FOR NAVIGATORS ON SPIRITUAL ROUGH WATERS 43: the victorious Giving

alas, the waiting was too long: for all that jazz

Waiting at a period eating place which features songs from a past era. The light jazz music brings back the old time for those of a certain age. Interestingly the young millennial (a third generation of my extended family) who introduced me to this place is only in late twenties and happened to like the … Continue reading alas, the waiting was too long: for all that jazz

Love textures: O my Luve’s like a red, red rose

Textures of red.  This picture was taken this morning when I saw a glimpse of red in a little park. Whilst this is not a red rose, I would share a touching sentimental poem about red love. O my Luve's like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June; O my Luve's like the … Continue reading Love textures: O my Luve’s like a red, red rose

sometimes we cross a bridge and do not look back

I always find Bridges fascinating. Each one encompasses three main phases of life: beginning, ending and in-between. Some bridges we cross for a temporary purpose and we cross back after we have fulfilled that purpose. Some bridges we cross but never intend to return. Some we cross at predictable regular intervals like the crossing is … Continue reading sometimes we cross a bridge and do not look back

old friends framed in time together

Old Friends. A picture on the wall of a mining museum. A man and his dog. From the background it appears they sat for this portrait in the artist's studio. How long had they been patiently sitting together in this posture? How many sessions? Perhaps not too long. In real life how long had they … Continue reading old friends framed in time together

random thoughts, pictures and colors of friends

Friend is a word we often use to depict any kind of relationship. I decide to use a set of pictures from the coloring book to show what we can make of friendship. We start with plain colorless pages. The relationship adds colors, some messy, some quite beautiful. We can have entirely different tastes like … Continue reading random thoughts, pictures and colors of friends

how fleeting is evanescence?

How short or fleeting is the time span of Evanescence ? Can anyone give a definition in exact measurement? I encountered this question when visiting an old abandoned/transformed mining town. How short is short? We just cannot tell. For the miners who used to live there during boom time, some might have thought the precious … Continue reading how fleeting is evanescence?

taking root: the use of heritage

 Heritage I decide to share a few pictures of silver vessels from the heritage I came across recently. The owners passed on long ago and they left behind items which were kept in boxes for many decades. The items looked used but later possibly with the demise of the original masters (great grand parents) were … Continue reading taking root: the use of heritage

A love called graceful and not let go (two poems)

(I translated, re-written and re-named this love song. I call it Gracefully love) Even if I should come once to this planet in one dash one kairos moment in one billion years joining you so brief for all its sweet tears and all its grief Well, let all that must happen happen in a flash … Continue reading A love called graceful and not let go (two poems)

If I forget your name? Never

I too feel fascinated by some names, especially the names of shops or brands. Here are some Names which I found a year ago in my last visit to a shopping mall in CA. Shops are named: Pink in Life, The Picture People, Walking Company. I particularly like the idea of a shop named "Things … Continue reading If I forget your name? Never

Travel review 2014-2016 (15 random points)

The sound mind man's rather personal three years' travel in review in fifteen random realms as follows: 1. weather experienced: extreme heat (over 40 degrees C to extreme cold (thick snow on the way) but blessed with moderate weather mostly. 2. ocean: Pacific from end to end. 3. work: two medium size books completed. 4. … Continue reading Travel review 2014-2016 (15 random points)