Saturday, February 12, 2011

Anthuriums in a tropical setting

Southern China has its special beauty. These Anthuriums I found in a tropical botanical garden.

Mekong tales

Friday, February 11, 2011

Strawberries, China

Succulence per se



taking cover in bamboo forest of lost souls





Originally uploaded by Africasiaeuro
Bamboo forest of lost souls .. History has it two Empresses Ehuang and Nvying, wives of Emperor Shun, both from the island, were taken from their husbands. After the death of the Emperor, they returned to the Island to search for their husbands.
When they heard that both their husbands had died, they were both so grieved they themselves committed suicide by drowning themselves in the water surrounding the forest.
Wandering through the bamboo forest on a cold and rainy day in December, fog covering the hills and stretching deep in the forest. The fog so dense one can not see more than a few yards.
Here the place was solitude, tranquil, without any sound, rain drenched bamboo leaves touching, I tried not to disturb the peace of the two Empresses, who are buried here. Here the time has stood still and the forest will hide its secrets forever.
One freezes at any slight sound; densely populated foliage, your thoughts wander back a thousand years trying to unravel the drama that played here in times gone by.
Bamboo Forest of lost souls

Friday, February 4, 2011

The Gift of giving II


There are those who give little of the much which they have - and they give it for recognition and their hidden desire makes their gifts unwholesome.

And then there are those who have very little and give it all. These are the believers in life and the bounty of life, and their coffer is never empty.

There are those who give with joy, and that joy is their reward.

And there are those who give with pain, and that pain is their baptism.

And there are those who give and I know not pain in giving, nor do they seek joy, nor give with mindfulness of virtue; They give as in yonder valley the myrtle breathes its fragrance into space.

Through the hands of such as these Gods speaks, and from behind their eyes he smiles upon the earth.

Die Reise                                                                                                                             

Giving (I) Khalil

Giving
You give very little when you give of your possessions.
It is when you give of yourself that you truly give.
For what are your possessions but things you keep and guard for fear
you may need them tomorrow?
And tomorrow, what shall tomorrow bring to the over prudent dog burying bones in
the trackless sand as he follows the pilgrims to the holy city?
And what is fear of need but need itself?
Is not dread of thirst when your well is full, the thirst that is unquenchable ?


Wednesday, February 2, 2011