I’ve written about Luyuan Market before. It is always such an interesting experience, with so many things to see. I love asking, “what is that?” and not knowing the answer. I love thinking of those people long ago who belonged to those shoes, that jacket, that bowl. We think of who wrote that scroll and who read it. Who will read it still? We think of who will buy that tiny wooden cage for a cricket. I don’t suppose I shall ever know.
I sit beside the fire and think
Of all that I have seen
Of meadow flowers and butterflies
In summers that have been
Of yellow leaves and gossamer
In autumns that there were
With morning mist and silver sun
And wind upon my hair
I sit beside the fire and think
Of how the world will be
When winter comes without a spring
That I shall ever see
For still there are so many things
That I have never seen
In every wood in every spring
There is a different green
I sit beside the fire and think
Of people long ago
And people that will see a world
That I shall never know
But all the while I sit and think
Of times there were before
I listen for returning feet
And voices at the door
― J.R.R. Tolkien
Thank you, Tolkien. Enjoy.
We had avoided many destinations in China during the Spring Festival (Chinese New Year). We had heard and seen the throngs of people who travel during that time. This year, being perhaps our last in this big country, we have quite a few cities left on our list. So we took a chance and got lucky.
Suzhou is a city in Jiangsu Province, just west of Shanghai. It is in the Yangtze River Delta, which lends itself to beautiful views on many canals and ponds. It has more than two thousand years of history and is sometimes called the Venice of China or Venice of the East. The meticulous gardens are, together, a UNESCO World Heritage Site, along with those in the other water towns along the canals.
It was a quick trip down to Shanghai, then a full day along the canals, and a trip back to the tundra the next day. On our water town excursion, we spent a rainy morning and midday in Suzhou, then went on to an overcast Tongli and, finally, some sunshine in Zhouzhuang. It is a touristy area, yes, but lovely, just like all the pictures I’ve admired for so long. And, because it was the weekend before the Chinese New Year, perhaps many other travelers were with their families. I hope they had a lovely time because we certainly did.
Enjoy some of our views in the water towns.
New Year Greetings
Stones and Buildings
View at Pan Men
The Long View
A little solo trip to the ceramics capital of China warmed my soul. Porcelain, pottery and perfection – oh my!
The talented people in Jiangxi Province began making ceramics about 2,000 years ago, during the Jingde period of the Song Dynasty. The classic blue and white started here. THE blue and white … in the 14th century. They also invented a red underglaze. The celadon is abundant too, and pure white. The Chinese regard the kilns as famous. This area has produced wares for imperial families and royalty around the world, and a few things for me.
Enjoy the first post on this beautiful place.
Blue and White Base
Roll it and pat it
Across the street
Mao and more
Since the fall of 2010, I have volunteered in a Chinese school in Shenyang. Of course, I have written about it in the past. It started as one day a week, and now, sometimes, it is five. I chose it and I love it. I am so thankful that I was given this opportunity, that I took it, and that we made the absolute best of it.
Feeling that we may leave China in 2015, this school year has been a bit difficult for me. I have shared and learned so much over the years. How will I ever express how much they mean to me?
This experience is how I truly learned to say, “You’re welcome” and “My pleasure”, and really mean it. It helped save me at times when I didn’t like who I was, when I didn’t like some I spent time with and had to make more positive choices in my life. It is a place I remember how wonderful my real friends are because these amazing people are among them. Where someone can tell me I’m beautiful and I believe them. Where a simple thing means love. It is why pieces of my heart will always be in China.
I hope you all have a place like this, or that you’ll find one in the new year.
Enjoy some snapshots from my phone and ipod. For more, check out the link. http://youtu.be/ZeEqu02M0I0
Sunny & Du
Out and About
Into Her Own
Spider and Spidermen
When the glaring white fills too many skies of our Shenyang and China days, we learn to fully appreciate the blue. Stand at the window and stare. See skyline details you’ve never seen before. Take your pink bike or sneaks out for a spin.
Do not forget that THIS is Shenyang too.
It is not just the staring, the spitting, the crazy, the chaos, the failure to understand and be understood. It is different, and that is okay. It is China, and we have accepted the privilege to live here for a time.
Shenyang is also the river, parks and greenery, locals out for the day, “hello” said from a distance, those enjoying the sunshine and shade. It is the kids who laugh, the workers who work, the riders who ride, and, yes, sometimes, even the skies that shine.
This is Shenyang too.
I took my summer Sperrys out for a walk yesterday, wishing for sunshine. I searched for colors, saw two things I had never seen before, got rained on a little, and shared an overhang with a woman and her gorgeous handbag. While I take a few days to sort photos from our recent travels, I thought I’d share some sights of a Shenyang summer.
I choose not to include one of the dismal sky, preferring to remember the beautiful spring we experienced this year. This year’s summer sky is one described best by Barbara Kingsolver in Flight Behavior. She wrote, “Whoever was in charge of weather had put a recall on blue and nailed up this mess of dirty white sky like a lousy drywall job.” Yes, just like that.
I will keep wishing for sunshine and searching for beautiful things. Enjoy.
More summer shots on Instagram @thesimpleadventure, including a short clip from a local noodle shop. This post is ipod pictures only.
Your Key to Anything
A Touch of Sadness
Last week, it was time for our annual cupcake decorating day at school. This is a day when I bring in 5 dozen cupcakes, perfect frosting, and so many sugary decorations that the children either squeal or stop in their tracks when they see the options. Then the delicate construction process begins. The next day was our last day of school, and I never know how many will be back in the fall. So I cherished every moment, and then, wait and see.
Four years volunteering in the same school, watching children grow up and mature right before my eyes, it is unbelievable. I am so lucky they are a part of my simple adventure in life.
A piece of my heart will always be here, and here, and there, and with each and every one of them.
End of the Year
So So So