Widelia

 

浅浅的灰蓝色天空,浅浅的新月.

 

路上的人,你在想什么?

 

去年,骑车跑遍了街上所有的种子店和卖瓜子的小贩,

都没有生的香瓜子卖.

后来在网上淘到了,可以收到的却是超级MINI的,

比芝麻大不了多少.

今年开春,爸爸帮我种下了,

苗苗们长的特别高大,结果那个向日葵小的像菊花.

不过还能自我陶醉一下.

 

 

一天,他们饿着肚子到了一个小镇,

根据修道院的规定,他们靠赖上帝的爱在镇上乞讨食物.

圣佛朗西斯和马塞奥修士分别沿着不同的街道走.

可是圣佛朗西斯外表平凡,个子矮小,

不认识他的人都以为他是一个穷困潦倒的人,

所以他只拿到几片压碎了的干面包.

反而马塞奥修士个子高大,样子俊秀,

人们不但给他大片完好的面包,甚至还把整个完整的面包给了他.

 

他们乞讨完食物后在镇外会合,一起到一个有美丽水泉的地方吃东西.

他们把乞来的事物放在水泉旁的大石上.

当圣佛朗西斯看到马塞奥修士拿到的那片面包

比他的那片更好更大时,

他很高兴地说:"啊!马塞奥修士,我们真不配的这份大财富!"

他重复了这句话很多次,马塞奥修士回答道:

"亲爱的尊者,我们这么贫穷,又缺乏很多东西,这片面包又怎能叫做大财富?

我们没有衣服,没有餐刀,没有碟子,没碗,没房子,没桌子,

连个伺候的我们的人都没有."

圣佛朗西斯听后说:"所以我说这是大财富,在没有人可以给我们什么的地方,

神为我们预备了一切.我们可以由我们收集到的面包、这张美好石桌、

这泉清水,清楚的看到神的供应.

所以,我们应该祷告,求他让我们全心全意去爱这为'神圣的贫穷'的财富,

因为她尊贵的连上帝也要伺候她."

 

--取自《圣佛朗西斯的小花朵》

 

今天一家人去逛了世纪公园，

适逢梅花盛开。

天气很好，

春天的气息已经从阳光、绿色和

微微吹过风里透出来。

很舒服。

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

梅花林的对面有一片小树林，

面对它，深呼吸……

阳光的午后，微冷，

天空是淡淡的蓝，

来到Nap Cafe学做情人节蛋糕。

咖啡蛋糕做底，涂上奶油，

撒上蔓越莓，

似乎有模有样！

老公很开心：）

为了怕他马上吃掉，

连忙拍下照片。

照片有点不好看，

白天拍会更好，嘿嘿

 

 

 

大冬天的，以为田野里是一片枯残，

没想到有这么一大片绿油油的小麦田。

 

 

 

画的看不出来是小麦，

呵呵，反正是绿色的就好~

雪天，很美，

比我相机记录下来的美万倍；

天父，更美

比他手造的雪美无数倍！

 plastic bag in spring time 

 

eclipsing the sun

 

high than US flag

 

bags in numbers-1

 

bags in numbers-2

 

bags in numbers-3

 

eclipsing in tree

（Photos by www.reusablebags.com）

 

它们如此有所作为，我们何以无所作为？

 

一直没有来Space，谢谢小舒，Rain来串门！

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最近我还有个想法，是去了Nap Cafe有了的，

那次在他们店里正有一个摄影活动，主题是--猫

走廊，墙壁上贴满了各样的猫的照片！

于是，最近我想也给自己出一个主题，

给自己一段时间拍，或许大家也可以一起行动！

然后我们一起拿出照片来讨论，印成小册子之类的自己收集？

好象满有意思的，

不知道各位意见如何？

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最近Sonia有一个机会给我，

让我可以试试设计一些款式，放在一些精品店卖卖看，

这正是我一直想做的事情，

感谢神！让我在思想狂乱的时候，给我一个意想不到的礼物

他不需要我自己谋出路，他给我预备的总是眼睛看不见，

人心想不到！

但是关于设计，我还是有点阴影！从上个公司留下来的

自己也意想不到那么深。

我认真思考，我现在的状态是怎样的？

是爱设计的，而是想做设计？我想应该是爱的！

就想我爱我的相机一样！所以愿神带领我，在各样事上不跌倒，

在他里面不跌倒！

 

今天刚从青年聚会回来，神赐的平安果然不是一般的平安！

 

蛋蛋更新的速度还算快，表扬！最近好吗？

好了，睡觉！

 

 

 

 

八月上旬,云好大好白,飘的也很快,

天也很蓝,我想因为是有台风

把厚重的灰灰的云都吹跑了

天空显的好高

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家里那棵佛手芋忽然之间长出了几片新叶,

第一天的只露出一点新叶的尖角,

第二天枝杆长长了好多,

第三天本来卷曲着的叶全完舒展了

极嫩的黄绿色,心情也很好

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台风也带来了暴雨,喜欢走过暴雨中的(偶尔为之)

喜欢被雨水完全包围的感觉

会让我想到我正被天父的爱完全包围着

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到了八月下旬,天空又不那么蓝了,

灰灰的云,云层好象很厚

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月底,

天空还是那样灰蓝,云想水墨画中浅灰色一样

天气渐渐凉快了,早晚都要盖薄的被子了.

电扇也不能再吹一个晚上了

印象当中,每年的夏天特别长,

到了开学以后一个月才渐渐冷下来

不知道接下来还会不会暴热?

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家门口的美人蕉长的很茂盛,都高过我.

黄色的花让我看了很开心:)

一直会想它泥土底下的根是不是窜的很多

万一哪一天想不要他们了,

挖那些根都挖不干净?

从我窗口放眼望去,一片都是绿色的.

什么都很丰盛!

只有家门口的美人蕉和盘延着的丝瓜花用黄色点缀着

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八月开始,虫子也多了,

几次回家我新种的几棵月季的叶子,

总是被一种"翘屁股虫"吃的很干净:(

爸爸从一棵刚发芽的长出的桃数上,抓到了8条大青虫

毛骨悚然,还好我没有看到

虫多了,让我都不敢走进田野.

月中的时候,我回家,看到我家一棵小枣树上挂满了绿色的枣子,

多的似乎不能再多承受几个了.:D

然而,上星期叔叔回家,他们家的枣树有几个枝子看似要死了

结果从枝子底部抓到好几条致命的虫!

原来生菜和苦瓜都是不招虫的,

但是到了这个月都抵挡不住虫的攻击了!

可恶的虫啊!(非彼虫)

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上星期回家,已经很晚了,郊区的小路很少都路灯

一片漆黑.

骑自行车在路上,心想着我要看萤火虫.因为阔别它们实在好几年了!

月中的时候回家,又和它们错过了:

那天晚上老公在屋外乘凉,

看见一个发光的小虫便大叫不知道是啥!

等我出去,他们已经不见踪影了.不过我和妈妈都肯定是萤火虫!

呵呵,老公有强烈补充说自己也认识萤火虫

这次想着想着的时候,路过的小树林旁正好有一个飞过.

好象特地来见我似的:D

好开心,感谢天父!

没过多久,经过家后面的小河,河岸的杂草旁又有一个萤火虫

好亮的一个小光点,就象那天晚上漆黑天空中挂着的星星.

 

拖了N久的婚纱终于基本完成了,

前两个礼拜和小馨兜兜转转折腾了好久

幸好她有耐心啊~

这个星期准备在家做最后的手工钉珠：)

 

在这里要感谢很多的人帮忙了我这件处女作婚纱的完成

小丽，Sonia，Sally，严师傅，小严，李洪....

等完成了，贴上照片来秀秀

 

 

 

 

如果是我老公说这句话的话,会是:忙了戆戆特! 

上礼拜和阿鼠阿虫去大连,可怜老龚不能同行:(
途中,我们用了一个小游戏来打发时间--看图猜词
一个人出题目,一个人想尽办法画,一个人猜,挺好玩!
大家也来猜猜!
来几个示范先:

-刘翔-基因-身份证

开始挺简单,后来越来越难,大家注意细节!

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阿鼠既画的好,又猜的准;

阿虫也画的好,不太能猜

我既画不好,又猜不到:(

不过我喜欢给她们出题目:)

10月底有3个我的好朋友朋友和1个老公的好朋友要结婚,本来以为肯定要撞车了,

因为10月底总共才那么几天,后来真是巧呀,四个人一个也不撞

一个20号,一个21号,一个27号,一个28号,排的满满的.

也正在准备帮XIN和LH做婚纱和礼服,真是开心,就好象自己结婚一样!

正好最近喜欢缝缝补补,订订珠,绣绣花 :)

这个笑脸不太象我，换一个:)

这个眼睛太小,换一个: )

　恩,这个象了!

 

可是好像有点不太喜欢做服装设计的工作。每季都要换,为什么要换?

为什么要跟着流行?为什么突然又说流行宽腿裤了,把紧身裤收进衣橱吧!

两个我都不会穿!

记得以前在Lynn的一本O2上,欧阳应霁的一句话:放上你手上做的另人变的更贪婪的工作吧

——虽然对他不太认识，但是这句话经常会想起

谁有什么想法?请和我说话!

 

今天比较郁闷,很郁闷!非常郁闷!

好象昨天和今天离的很远!

很远很远!

 

写一篇东西也真是的,可以写到超级郁闷!

 

Carol今天要回美国了,蛋蛋周六要回广州了

他们还没有走就开始想念了!

 

 

 

 

 

Flopsy, 
Mopsy, 
Cottontail, 
and Peter. 

They lived with their Mother in a sand-bank, underneath the root of a very big fir-tree.

 

 

 

'Now my dears,' said old Mrs. Rabbit one morning, 'you may go into the fields or down the lane, but don't go into Mr. McGregor's garden: your Father had an accident there; he was put in a pie by Mrs. McGregor.'

 

 

 

 

'Now run along, and don't get into mischief. I am going out.'

 

 

 

 

 

Then old Mrs. Rabbit took a basket and her umbrella, and went through the wood to the baker's. She bought a loaf of brown bread and five currant buns.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cottontail, who were good little bunnies, went down the lane to gather blackberries:

 

 

 

 

 

But Peter, who was very naughty, ran straight away to Mr. McGregor's garden, and squeezed under the gate!

 

 

 

 

 

 

First he ate some lettuces and some French beans; and then he ate some radishes;

 

 

 

 

And then, feeling rather sick, he went to look for some parsley.

 

 

 

But round the end of a cucumber frame, whom should he meet but Mr. McGregor!

 

 

 

Mr. McGregor was on his hands and knees planting out young cabbages, but he jumped up and ran after Peter, waving a rake and calling out, 'Stop thief!'

 

 

 

Peter was most dreadfully frightened; he rushed all over the garden, for he had forgotten the way back to the gate. 
 
He lost one of his shoes among the cabbages, and the other shoe amongst the potatoes.

 

 

After losing them, he ran on four legs and went faster, so that I think he might have got away altogether if he had not unfortunately run into a gooseberry net, and got caught by the large buttons on his jacket. It was a blue jacket with brass buttons, quite new.

 

 

 

Peter gave himself up for lost, and shed big tears; but his sobs were overheard by some friendly sparrows, who flew to him in great excitement, and implored him to exert himself.

 

 

 

Mr.McGregor came up with a sieve, which he intended to pop upon the top of Peter; but Peter wriggled out just in time, leaving his jacket behind him.

 

 

 

And rushed into the tool-shed, and jumped into a can. It would have been a beautiful thing to hide in, if it had not had so much water in it.

 

 

 

 

Mr. McGregor was quite sure that Peter was somewhere in the tool-shed, perhaps hidden underneath a flower-pot. He began to turn them over carefully, looking under each.

 

 

 

Presently Peter sneezed--'Kertyschoo!' 

Mr. McGregor was after him in no time.

And tried to put his foot upon Peter, who jumped out of a window, upsetting three plants. The window was too small for Mr. McGregor, and he was tired of running after Peter. He went back to his work.

 

 

Peter sat down to rest; he was out of breath and trembling with fright, and he had not the least idea which way to go. Also he was very damp with sitting in that can. 
 
After a time he began to wander about, going lippity--lippity--not very fast, and looking all round.

 

 

He found a door in a wall; but it was locked, and there was no room for a fat little rabbit to squeeze underneath. 

An old mouse was running in and out over the stone doorstep, carrying peas and beans to her family in the wood. Peter asked her the way to the gate, but she had such a large pea in her mouth that she could not answer. She only shook her head at him. Peter began to cry.

 

 

Then he tried to find his way straight across the garden, but he became more and more puzzled. Presently, he came to a pond where Mr. McGregor filled his water-cans. A white cat was staring at some gold-fish, she sat very, very still, but now and then the tip of her tail twitched as if it were alive. Peter thought it best to go away without speaking to her; he had heard about cats from his cousin, little Benjamin Bunny.

 

 

He went back towards the tool-shed, but suddenly, quite close to him, he heard the noise of a hoe--scr-r-ritch, scratch, scratch, scritch. Peter scuttered underneath the bushes. But presently, as nothing happened, he came out, and climbed upon a wheelbarrow and peeped over. The first thing he saw was Mr. McGregor hoeing onions. His back was turned towards Peter, and beyond him was the gate! 
 
Peter got down very quietly off the wheelbarrow; and started running as fast as he could go, along a straight walk behind some black-currant bushes.

 

 

 

Mr. McGregor caught sight of him at the corner, but Peter did not care. He slipped underneath the gate, and was safe at last in the wood outside the garden.

 

 

 

 

Mr. McGregor hung up the little jacket and the shoes for a scare-crow to frighten the blackbirds. 
 
Peter never stopped running or looked behind him till he got home to the big fir-tree.

 

 

He was so tired that he flopped down upon the nice soft sand on the floor of the rabbit-hole and shut his eyes. His mother was busy cooking; she wondered what he had done with his clothes. It was the second little jacket and pair of shoes that Peter had lost in a fortnight!

 

 

 

I am sorry to say that Peter was not very well during the evening. 

His mother put him to bed, and made some camomile tea; and she gave a dose of it to Peter!

'One table-spoonful to be taken at bed-time.'

 

 

 

But Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cotton-tail had bread and milk and blackberries for supper. 

 

——THE END——

昨天无意中打开电视机,看见了以前的美术老师张家素

很是高兴,算算时间,好象是高二高三的时候去张老师那里学习画画的,老龚,是吧?

98年左右吧,到现在快10年了.

时间过的好快,算起来自己画画的历史有11年了,但是后面一半的时间都没有画.

有时心里非常想画,但是拿起画笔还是需要勇气.

 

看见张老师,好象几乎没有变,精神也看上去很好,心理很开心

自从离开他那里之后再也没有回去看过他.

 

记得当初在长宁中学里,我们有两个班,我们班里有几个同学我还有点印象——

有个叫高敏,有个叫孙雯,两个女孩子画画的特别好；

有个男生年龄比我们小好多,他画的画也总是8K的,比我们一般的小一半,他那时想考华山美校,他也画的特别好.

后来我考上大学后,有次在福州路上的科技书店遇上他了.

还有个女孩子好象叫任遥,别人叫她名字听起来就像是"人妖",哈哈,她人挺好玩的,

她每次画大葱就像在跳舞的,哈哈,老龚,你还记得挖?

有个男生,也不知道名字了,记得他一直想考上大的雕塑系,考了几年也没有考上,不知道后来怎样了?

 还记得我们那个班特别调皮,张老师去另外一个班的时候,我们就放松了,然后有人会在外面望风,

自己人敲门暗号是三长两短的声音,这个暗号现在有时候想起来还会用:)

 

一点点挖记忆,想起来的事情越来越多了,记得我们三个人——老龚,老邢,还有我,以前住在北新泾.

每天晚上吃完晚饭我们都要打几副牌,输了的洗碗.好象大多数情况都是我输的,哈哈.

老龚那时侯睡觉喜欢磨牙,半夜声音就在我枕头边,我的梦里面就是被鬼在啃骨头,好恐怖!

哈哈,那时我还买了一本唐诗集,喜欢睡觉前读,每次一读她们两个就叫我“唐僧”,

感觉遭遇和秀才每次说"子曾经曰……"时一模一样

 

还有一次在20路终点站被袭击事件,无缘无故我和老龚被人打了重重的一拳,在背后,

后来知道是小偷强盗团伙为了故意引起骚乱乘人不注意就枪走人家的包而打人的!

再后来的很久之后,在电视新闻里说20路车站的盗窃团伙被抓了……恶人有恶报啊！

 

昨天老龚问我是不是信主了之后看他们不一样了？

我挺伤心的，因为感觉她这么问，应该是她们看我不一样了，

有隔阂了，是吗？

希望不是的，我还是我！

在ebay上搜到的一件1900年左右的衣服

很喜欢,想有空做一件,不过怎么觉得更适合Lynn穿