Winter has come and gone every year I’ve been here. The most noticeable things are the dreary gray skies at times and the chilly winds and temperatures. Every year goes by and I suddenly look up one day and realize that the leaves have all gone from the trees. The trees look bare and barren, and the yellow leaves strewn across the roads and pavements. A few months later again I raise my head to see the trees brought back to life. I never noticed the transition periods and with a less hectic schedule this year, I guess I finally picked up these little actions of nature.

Perhaps it’s also because I’ve only recently acquired a camera this year, one that I can bring along anywhere without the prohibitive costs of film development. You sort of look at things in life from a different angle from then on. Heh, I have my technical and philosophical perspectives at looking at things.

Heh, the things to look forward to in winters. Steamboat or hot pots, whatever you fancy calling them. Steaming warm soup with an assortment of food you can cook.

My mind’s just wandering now.