又是秋天

又是秋天了。窗外的云总是那么漂亮，令人心醉。很快就会下雪了。北欧的秋天总是短暂，转瞬即逝。爸妈去内蒙看望朋友同学返京，电话里说起恚恚老去的友人，不胜伤感。但又能怎样。。。

找出几年前买的Georgia O'keeffe的传记 Full Bloom ---The art and life of Georgia O'keeffe, by Hunter Drohojowska-Philp. 重新翻读她在新墨西哥州的生活。亦很喜欢她早年的花卉，可是最近对她画的兽骨，兽骨的白，兽角的黑，新墨西哥州的干躁苍凉大地和炙热空气，夜晚的浩瀚缥缈灿烂星空，非常非常有所感觉和触动。她还说，"这是我的山，它属于我。上帝告诉我，如果我画它画到足够，我就能拥有它。" 其实孤独很美，它亦给人以力量。

又及:

安雅问: Mom, why do you look at the pictures all the time?

Me: They are beautifully taken! There are so many women whom are so good at taking pictures...

Anja: So...?

Me: I wish I could be as good as them at taking pictures.

Anja: Come on, mom, you are good at chinese:)

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