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2016年1月31日 星期日

Living again with flowers (重活花中)

Sunday is cloudy again. The beach is out of the question. But flowers may emit their own light and perhaps certain leaves are not that far behind. So...




Intimations of spring

The Dragon Trail (龍脊)

For days, it's been nothing but clouds, mist, fog, rain, sleet and cold weather and more clouds, mist, fog and rain. How wonderful it felt that for a few hours, the sun finally agreed to pay us a little visit. But what's makes it even more delightful is that he brought along a long lost friend, a clear blue sky. I lost no time. 



I took the famous Dragon Trail.

2016年1月27日 星期三

"Impossible"? (沒有可能)?

Napoleon is alleged to have said, "The word 'impossible' does not exist in the French dictionary!".

From a little known army captain from the French colony of Corsica who protected the Republican National Convention on 13 Vendémiaire Year 4 (5 October 1795 ) of the Republican calendar adopted by the National Convention in 1791(two years after the French Revolution started with the storming of the Bastille on 14th July 1789) when it was under threat from the Royalist forces led by returned emigré Comte d'Artois, aided by 2,000 British troops in what is now the 2nd arrondissement ( or district) of Paris, when an insurrection broke out there Napoleon quickly disposed of it with what the British historian Thomas Carlyle described as "a whiff of the grapeshot" ie. the firing of some canon balls and thereafter rapidly rose in power until this "son of the Revolution", by an ironic twist of history, proclaimed himself Emperor of France on 2nd of December 1804.

But whatever may have been the truth of that bold assertion, as far as scientists are concerned, something previously thought "impossible" has lost a little of its meaning now. The evidence appears in the following video posted by Windoor two days ago about a wind tunnel acrobat called Leonin Volk. 






"Impossible!". Still dare to fully and confidently repeat that word again now?


2016年1月20日 星期三

Hell Has Frozen (地獄已結冰)

For a few moments, hell has frozen for me yesterday. Glen Frey, the singer, guitarist, pianist and keyboardist, songwriter co-founder of the Eagles just died, aged 67.

I read in the news that he died of a combination of pneumonia and colitis. The Eagles have given me endless pleasures.

2016年1月17日 星期日

After the Rain (雨後)

For some, rain is a little troublesome. Especially for photographers who hope to be able to add that special magic which can be conferred only by the gold of sunlight. But the rain may not be all trouble. It too has its magic.



Creepers love the rain.

2016年1月11日 星期一

David Bowie (大衛·鲍威)

David Bowie just died, aged 69. He finally gave in to his cancer 18 months after he was diagnosed to be suffering that deadly disease.

His death brought back a flood of memories of Friday nights at a friend's house listening to his songs on vinyl. At the time, we were both studying for our professional exam in London. He's a great fan of Bowie and introduced him to me. After the first disc, I was hooked. So every Friday afternoon after the last lesson and some time at the library, I'd go to his apartment. We'd listen to his songs, a glass of beer in our hands, talking about films, music, art, politics, girls and everything else except our studies and then we'd have dinner at a nearby restaurant. Sometimes, after dinner, we'd go back and listen to more of his songs or some classical music. It was the most enjoyable time of the whole week. I could never forget those relaxing evenings listening to him with a drink.

2016年1月7日 星期四

Ever revisitableTai O (永可重遊的大澳)

There are some places to which I'll never feel tired of returning. You can be sure it's not shopping malls.


It's Tai O. A bearded ancient fighter struggling with a serpent?

2016年1月6日 星期三

Long Ke (浪茄灣)

Saikung is the one of the most beautiful parts of Hong Kong.



Not only is it beautiful, it's absolutely essential to us: it's the site of the High Island Reservoir.

2016年1月5日 星期二

Revisiting Fan Lau (重遊汾流)

Fan Lau (汾流) is not a place that one frequents. I wouldn't at all be surprised if some  people who have lived in Hong Kong their whole life tell me that they don't even know that there's a place by that name in Hong Kong. 


Whether or not they know it, I have little doubt that it's as concrete as the moss growing upon a cut tree stump on the path heading that way from the Shek Pik dam on Lantau Island


 
or these creepers upon this jagged stump



or these green snakes