Oysters with Ginger and Scallion Hot Pot, Snow Pea Leaves with Garlic, Eggplant Stuffed With Shrimp Paste in Black Bean Sauce—It Must Be Christmas


It was a day of meetings and conversations and emails. I’m in the middle of a major project, and it feels demanding. I’m being careful to take good care of myself.
On the walk home, just as the last glimmers of daylight were fading, I could feel the temperature dropping. Any last warmth was being blown away by the wind. I was bundled up and had my computer with me with the intention of working from home. The sky was like a black opal–dark blue-grays with fiery orange streaks. The walk (chanting the Maha mrityunjaya mantra for some of the way) shifted me out of work mode.
I came home to my newest gardening venture. The worms will arrive separately; they will be held for me at the post office to keep them out of the cold.
Experienced vermicomposters, please feel freee to post your favorite tips for happy, healthy, hungry worms.
As I was leaving a holiday gathering tonight, my host saw me standing on the front stoop pointing the Blackberry at a somewhat awkward side angle. “What are you taking a picture of?” he asked. “The moon and the lights,” I replied, wishing that I could get the composition more balanced, but the row of houses was in the way.
I did not say, “I am taking a photo of the human yearning for light, for beauty, for control of the environment, shown in tandem with the glory of the moon,” but I am sure that once I showed him the photo, my host knew what I had not put into words.
Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.