For the first time in 3 years, all five of us (my wife and I, and our 3 daughters) are together in the same place (Vancouver) at the same, together with one of our 2 sons-in-law. We even managed to fly in almost at the same time, from 3 different cities. Then we go for dim sum.
We also had Dungeness crabs, our family-signature clam soup, colourful veggies,
wood-fired sour dough pizza,
indigenous food (bannock, salmon, bison, …), self-picked wild black berries, self-picked self-grown blue berries, HK-style milk tea, …
We chased chicken, sheep.
We ran; at one point, we saw more horses than cars. We collected the first harvest of garlic on A&K’s farm. We prepared the kernels of garlic to be planted for the coming season. We measure and prepare more land for cultivation. We marvel at the land and the beautiful house. We learn how regenerative farming is done.
Above all, we talk. About childhood, what we are doing now, the future, books. We reminiscence, laugh, lament about unfairness, inequality, stupidity, we worry about but also look forward to the future.
Soon the eldest had to go back to work. The youngest will have to go back to work. My wife and I will have to go back to HK, to work.
This reunion is so short, but so very sweet.






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