Ageing

In Ancient China, when a Mandarin was getting old, he used to leave the Capital, going South.
The ageing Mandarin knew he would have been in need for even more protection. So he spent days and days in having Trees growing all over the place, as new symbols of his power. He now could rest, They were looking after him, he was safe again.
The three photos here were sent to me early this morning from Shanghai, where C. Lee is hiding at the moment (hiding has no negative meaning at all. Hide yourself in the woods is a wish I would say to my best friend).
She said these trees have been protecting first the Mandarin, then the Yuyuan Garden for centuries.

Now she found new protection too.

When you really need to name things.

I usually do need to give names to things (think of Dale Cooper in Twin Peaks, with his beloved Trees...).
Here, while posting pics, I never thought of saying the proper names of the different trees I was going to show. That's weird, I never thought of it. Telling the truth, I usually rename the pics, choosing not the name of that peculiar tree, but most of the time writing where the photo's been taken, or, when travelling, the nearest city. That's weird too... I think, i.e., to the Scandinavian trees I've posted, I wrote they were in Copenaghen, Stockolm or other cities, but I actually took those pictures while going from a city to the other. When you go to visit someone you usually bring something with you, it is very important to show your gratitude and your respect. A present. Maybe my habit is to bring with me pictures of trees to be given to the next city I'll be, so not to look just as an empty vessel to fill.
Anyway, the two pictures of today were taken on thursday 17th, from the Treehouse, and they show the best spot to look I can think of, if I'm in need for some peace. But I did forget to name them, so, while looking on the archive for doing the upload, I noticed their numbers were 1944 and 1945. I love names and I love dates. And I do know that numbers have always a meaning.
Many things happened and changed in those two years.
At one point, in 1945, there was more light. So in the picture.
But just a bit more, because so many steps were and are yet to be done.
That's why I keep on keeping tracks of trees all over I've been and, where I'm at home, of the ones sorrounding this place. It's them who protected us in all these years, it's them that will keep on protecting us.
I talked about my need of naming things, so I want to end this new post with a list of names/titles.
Thanks to titles longer than usual, I found myself able to describe, better, to introduce myself and the possible listeners to a song of ours. Here below there is the best introduction to our new album, starting from its songs titles.

Anyway, your children will deny it

1- How we ended up with Feelings of Guilt.
2- His face showed no distortions.
3- It is funny, it is restful. Both came quickly.
4- Digging the bottom of the Hollow.
5- In praise of our doubts.
6- Their consciousness.
7- In the flood, with the flood.
8- Don't let yourself be hurt (this time).

By the morning's end the air was a bit warmer

First three pics are of that tree i mentioned before.
It's the one we will work on with Ba Abat for the promotional photos of FM new album "Anyway your children will deny it" (the new record is almost almost ready. I will be giving more infos here soon. Greg Saunier just sent us his final mixing and we are simply honoured and grateful he decided to deal with our sounds).
I thought of posting here some pictures of this marvellous tree, tall like 6 human beings, before having you seeing what it'll become.

I have no idea why everything I'm writing here it keeps of being underlined...
Anyhow, here below, the newest pic of the trees surrounding our Treehouse, the ones from where the protection starts, for then going all over the world, following us, until we will follow the trees.
And until we follow the numbers, that kabbalah of our own, that together of that Legend of Ours, fulfills some moments of our lives.
But you have always to remember where it all started. That's the reason I'm also posting the photo here below.
And I will soon be posting images where you cannot tell in which moment of the day or night they've been shot, or at least I can't. Actually, this one could be one of those...
Is it out of focus?
Focus most of the times is not my main concern, it's more about the idea of keeping the memory of something, in that precious istant.
By the morning's end the air will be a bit warmer.