Tag: 左營

  • Recycled Messages

    There’s an elderly woman who collects recyclables behind our building. Apparently she’s not in good health these days. She used those assumed recycled cardboard boxes, hand wrote these messages informing that she is ill and not collecting recyclables at the moment. She also begs people not to leave anything there anymore, as her existence there has always been somewhat controversial.

    I thought these seemingly scattered cardboard pieces were interesting. I was planning to recapture this scene at night. To my surprise everything was already gone.

  • Night has Fallen

    This image was captured when I went out getting dinner while Long-Term Care personnel helped my Mom bathe at home.

    I’ve been at that spot several times in the past two, three weeks. Sometimes I just stared at a distance, not really looking at anything. My mind went blank for a brief moment, then reality came back as it always does..

  • 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

    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

    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..

    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.

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

  • 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?