It's a different world out there...
Alaska
September 2019
Sunday, October 20, 2019
Saturday, October 12, 2019
Exit Glacier
I still remember Exit Glacier in Seward, Alaska. In
August 2006, we went there and hiked on Exit Glacier - it was huge and
right next to the hiking trail... At the time, I didn't quite
understand why they named it "Exit Glacier." Well, now I do! When we
went there again in September, I couldn't find the glacier - it's all
gone, except for a small part hanging on top of the mountain.
It's hard not to be saddened by the quickly disappearing glaciers all over Alaska.
Alaska
September 2019Sunday, October 6, 2019
Sunday, September 29, 2019
A Giant Painting
We drove 1,709 miles in 10 days around Alaska. It's a
beautiful country out there, and we literally drove through a giant
piece of painting...
Alaska
September 2019
Saturday, September 28, 2019
Postcards to Larry: 2005-2008
It turned out, between 12/7/2005 and 3/10/2008, when
traveling around the country for work, I sent 48 postcards to my nephew
Larry (aged 8-11 during those years). My biggest accomplishment today
was to digitize all of them - front and back - individually. Attached
are two summary shots, but it is each of the individual cards that
recorded my footprints, detailed my notes, and showed my attention and
love for my little Larry, who is now 22 years old...
You
might wonder why I'd have all the cards in my possession. When I sent
them to Larry 14 years ago, I asked my sister-in-law to carefully
collect all the cards. A few weeks ago, I stumbled onto one of the
emails I sent to Larry in 2006 asking if he'd received my postcards,
which reminded my of this THING I did some 15 years ago... So, earlier
this week, I asked my sister-in-law to bring them to me. Thank goodness
she is very thorough and has kept all of them for me.
Saturday, September 21, 2019
Monday, September 2, 2019
The Cracked Pot
I am on my long journey to organize all my emails from the past two decades. Found the insightful email below from almost 13 years ago...
-----Original Message-----
From: Pei Tang [mailto:tang_pei@yahoo.com]
Sent: Wednesday, January 31, 2007 7:46 PM
To: Pei Tang
Subject: Cracked Pot
From: Pei Tang [mailto:tang_pei@yahoo.com]
Sent: Wednesday, January 31, 2007 7:46 PM
To: Pei Tang
Subject: Cracked Pot
An
elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a
pole which she carried across her neck. One of the pots had a crack in
it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion
of water. At the end of the long walks from the stream to the house, the
cracked pot arrived only half full.
For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water.
For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water.
Of
course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. But the poor
cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it
could only do half of what it had been made to do.
After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream: "I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house."
The old woman smiled: "Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side?"
"That's because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house."
Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. So, to all of my crackpot friends, have a great day and remember to smell the flowers on your side of the path!
After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream: "I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house."
The old woman smiled: "Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side?"
"That's because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house."
Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. So, to all of my crackpot friends, have a great day and remember to smell the flowers on your side of the path!
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