Dog day at Cheung Sha

On my way into China last week, a customs beagle confiscated my apple. (As if my produce didn't come to the Special Administrative Region from the non-Special one, in the first place!) But I'm in Asia, where there's this whole philosophy of yin/yang working, and to this principle I owe the pleasure of my afternoon with two small dogs at Cheung Sha. The universe tooketh, and then it gaveth, through the agency of dogs. (Sorry. I'm really mixing my systems of belief now. I blame it on my morning yoga class in what is actually known as the yin/yang style, taught in English and Cantonese. My head spins at the hybridity.) Dogs and I took long walks on the beach, lounged on rocks, ran in the rain, and collaborated on a short film. (See post below.)



In tribute to them, I treat you all to a photo essay. After following a herd of cattle down the beach (don't ask - I don't know), the little blond fellow even sat below my chair at the amazing outdoor South African/Mediterranean restaurant on the beach.













































I'm working hard on the art of the candid self-portrait.