Summer long chirpings Curious creature born of dirt Don’t your bellies hurt? – A haiku for a favourite insect 一只小蝉，它唱着歌，肚子里装满了夏天，歌声里装满了无常。 有位智者送了我一句话：‘禅里面说，生活就在呼吸间’我想这是小蝉们都知道的秘密。所以它们才会唱歌。 Someone wise once gave me a Zen saying: ‘Life is in the breath’The little cicadas must know this, for their Chinese names, 蝉, are a homonym of the word, 禅, Zen. Some seasons areContinue reading “Somewhere in Singapore, a cicada sings”
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A bambino stalks the woods noisily somewhere in Singapore (ii)
So it happens, that Cecil’s owl has just flown into Singapore from the North but Cecil himself has left Singapore for the North. Meanwhile, his self appointed glucose guardian @naturalcurries is only keen to provide a bus ticket for him to travel back for the bird. Everyone, a moment of silence for Cecil’s FOMO please.Continue reading “A bambino stalks the woods noisily somewhere in Singapore (ii)”
A bambino stalks the woods noisily somewhere in Singapore (i)
4 birders go owling on a little hill and end up with a different creature… RH002 remains a mystery in its own right, just like Cecil’s Oriental Scops… A bambino stalks the woods noisily somewhere in Singapore (i) It was a fine evening, clear as gin, moonlit, and more importantly, perfect for owling. The partyContinue reading “A bambino stalks the woods noisily somewhere in Singapore (i)”
A stone yard dreams quietly somewhere in Singapore
R.H.001 : A stone yard dreams quietly somewhere in Singapore One of those days when time was readying itself for a new year, I spent an afternoon documenting a stone yard that was to be surrendered to history. Trying my darnedest to sniff out a good deal, I followed a scent trail that began fromContinue reading “A stone yard dreams quietly somewhere in Singapore”