Big aww…

I’m not alone in soaking up the lovely sunshine and bright blue skies this May…

Our garden is starting to flourish again. Look, strawberries…

Here’s a close up of the first red strawberry:

Being from the tropics, I’m always so amazed how a change in weather could affect my mood so dramatically. I only realized how awful last winter was until it got warmer — being constantly wrapped up in wool, turtlenecks, boots and scarves sets in a kind of insidious mental claustrophobia but you get numb to it and the hunger for something piping hot can’t be shaken off.

But with the switch to 29-degree weather and cool breezes, I’ve been feeling pretty blissed out and cheerful. I can actually feel a pep in my step.

Even my sensei commented how well I’ve been looking, but then again, she seemed a bit desperate to flip to another topic when I started to describe the nude exhibition by Marina Abramović I saw at MoMA in New York two weeks ago — in halting Japanese no less. It was probably like nails on a blackboard to her so she suddenly chirped, “Yu Ming-san, your skin looks so beautiful today!”

Who cares why she said it, I’ll take what I can get.

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