Blowing in the wind

Chinese Lunar New Year is long gone. The lanterns (above) are packed away until the next firework-fueled blow out: Two weeks of the year that an entire nation stops. When the next new year arrives I will be father.

Shenzhen “Spring” on the promenade

Last week it was hot – shorts-weather. This week? I’m wearing a toque and long-johns. There’s no insulation in south China homes – plain cement walls.

After the firecrackers

The remnants of firecrackers, in small Hunan, China village, on the first day of Chinese Lunar New Year. The new year is called Spring Festival.