8:05am. Courtyard. Morning sunshine. Sky and clouds. Trees. The boldness and the bareness. Fence, lightened by golden beams. A pair of slippers stepped out the laundry door. Fresh air. Then a deep breath. The chords of birds’ singing. Shadows, cast on trunks and move from one to another. The darkness and the brightness. Contrasting, the essence of beauty. Camera out. Not for looking down, not for looking about, only for looking up. UP there, has everything

5:05pm. Main road. Sunset. The same sky and more sophisticated clouds with red, orange and brown shades. The last and the most impressive. Traffic, with people rushing home for a rest. Tired or just desperately wanted back to the nest? Shoes walking. Fresh air. Deep breath to smell the evening, smell the busyness and the aroma from dinner. Home, the motivation to keep the life marching. Camera on. Not for looking back, not for looking forward, only for looking in the moment. The moment now, has everything but the mind, can bear nothing