The Wind in July July 28, 2016 Greeeen… and with some action in the right light… it’s purple! Alexandrite, natural, a color hard to photograph, and harder to describe. A diamond with lines is firm. There are no facets to distract. Pared down to perfection. Mid century stillness. Plastic trees remind you of feelings. Everyone notices them at the store. The ficus tree outside our store is shedding. We used its bare sticks for these. Alexandrite, the princess, carried on a sedan, on her way to be crowned queen. Nature and nature. If it’s good enough to… Things made with soul look a way you can and cannot predict. Like the wind. A ring we are currently working on… … what if we use a dark stone, and platinum? Late 17th century. Raw and rough, a bare loveliness. Light begins life. The minimal instruments that HY cooks with. I looked at it one day and could not formulate an equation to my happiness. Our stove, and my delusion love cooks itself. The green thing is the newest addition. It makes soup without letting water evaporate! F&#k yeah science! Chinese cooking is never the same again. Two for my party. Left to my own devices I would.