傑森’s One Photo A Day

Tag: 台灣

  • Mung Bean Pastry

    Mung Bean Pastry

    We took a train to the north today around noon time. I picked two of the pastries my sister has brought. One was Mung Bean Pastry and the other with curry flavored stuffing.

    “Which one would you like?” I asked my mom.

    “The one with mung beans then.” she answered without much hesitation.

    Watching her slowly and carefully biting into the relatively soft pastry, a wave of unknown sadness filled my heart.

    I wonder how much longer she’d be able to travel like this. Or rather, how much long she’d be able to travel at all..

  • My Red Repurposed Bag

    My Red Repurposed Bag

    This red bag was a shopping bag from a bargain store in Kaohsiung that no longer exists.

    A few years ago I found it tucked away in a neglected storage cabinet. It was supposed to go into the garbage. On second thought, it’s a nice size bag, pretty sturdy, and the material would be perfect to contain stuff that needs to be recycled. Since then it has been used as this household’s recycling bag when I am back here at home.

  • My Ever Changing Hometown

    My Ever Changing Hometown

    Every time I come back and see this view, I’m reminded how much has changed since I left for the country that now I call home. This ever changing cityscape always amazes me, mixed with a vague nostalgic sadness.

  • All Equal but Not The Same

    All Equal but Not The Same

    Often I think about why for some people the idea of that we are all equal is so difficult to grasp. When common sense and mutual respect no longer exist, what is there that could unite people? The world seems to have lost its moral compass and people are increasingly becoming more self-centered. Are we headed toward societal collapse?

  • Urban Forest

    Urban Forest

    Sights like this are common in Taiwan. They are generally welcomed as long as they are within their own property and are not causing problems of any sort.

    We have a few pots of various plants on our apartment’s front balcony. We truly enjoy the greenery when we look out through the French window. However, there are flocks of birds gathering on the branches every single day. Hearing bird chirping is nice most of the time, but the droppings are becoming a problem. Now I wish there was a way to keep the birds away from visiting our balcony.

  • Anonymous Public Announcement

    Anonymous Public Announcement

    Today I found this hand-written note attached to a cardboard box at our small community park. What it says is basically asking whoever is here to practice common courtesy and keep the park clean. We probably will never know if this sign has any kind of impact, but I applaud the effort.

  • Silenced Messages

    Silenced Messages

    Today I wandered further away from home, hoping to find something different. I came across this metal siding painted in white. There were business phone numbers and messages on it, which now have been painted over. It’s almost as if they were being silenced, whatever the information or message used to be there.

  • A Picture Worth a Thousand Words..

    A Picture Worth a Thousand Words..

    I had a hard time coming up with the title for today’s choice of image. I try not to be presumptuous or pre-judgmental about what I saw at a nearby park this morning. It appeared to me that the caregiver was video chatting cheerfully with someone on her phone while the old woman whom she was supposed to take care of was left alone sitting in a wheelchair under the sun.

    It’s very possible the caregiver was having a break while the old woman was getting her beneficial sun exposure. However, I couldn’t help but wondering what if the sun was too hot and the old woman couldn’t voice her discomfort? How long would it take till the caregiver pay attention and notice it?

    The reality is that for many people it is a job that makes a living. But would it make a difference if they were caring for their own family?

  • Pretty, Pretty Pink.

    Pretty, Pretty Pink.

    There’s no hidden meaning here. I simply love the pink color of these stacked up containers.

  • Colors of the Evening.

    Colors of the Evening.

    Random snapshot of the neighborhood this evening. I’m attracted by the colors, not by the business depicted. I never understand the allure of betel nuts. It’s the same with cigarettes. I’ve never tried them and have no intention to, ever.

    Any thoughts?