the world is getting empty and cold.
there is room for the mind
and then there is snow.
there is a thunderstorm outside
and beijing is white;
and they are actually heating the city in early november,
and the snow stays on
just to make sure.
the willows still had all their leaves
and so they broke down, and many other trees.
it is a wonderful winter day
and people are nice to foreign babies.
one week ago
we went to the park round the earth altar
and maia played with the gingko leaves
and bigger ones in many colours.
we talked about falls
of dynasties and decay.
and not feeling safe.
and proving yourself, and then we went home
and ate xiaolongbao on the way through the maze
of little lanes and lots of construction.
the magpies liked it among the leaves,
i guess they'll be fine
throughout the winter for a while.
it felt like snow
and smelled like in winter wheniI was a child in the holidays in a place in the alps
although it was rain
just a few days ago that i felt on the roof after it fell after a month
or less of dryness, the year was wet.
we wish you all a merry winter
and may we be happy together
again some day soon.
the sun is out, we went with maia
to see the roses in the snow
and sunday service, and listen to music
and pizza and salad and then dozing off
on the bicycle and also upstairs,
but not quite enough as it always happens although at last she is quiet now.
we bought her shoes which are warm and comfy in a little store along the way,
after leading her out on the bike in her sandals and a skiing suit.
her butt is healing, her cheeks have spots,
she has ten teeth, the big one likes her,
the older sister who looks like four,
is one and a half other children's size
and sounds like her father. MAIA, said she, MAIA,
as often as MAMA or PAPA when we had staid for a while. I should be working
to finish a book and start on another and drink some tea.