<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15566426</id><updated>2011-07-07T17:21:10.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea Mountain Goat</title><subtitle type='html'>a nomadic landscape</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youmumin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15566426/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youmumin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>aneglakya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13717735205134048359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15566426.post-3497859774785886051</id><published>2009-03-30T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T16:56:11.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yan Jiu Cha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Han Mulu engaged in smoking and drinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;When I met him at a reception in the year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;wuwu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; 戊午&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;of Kangxi (1678), the cup and the pipe would not leave his hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I joked, What if you were to make the choice, like Mencius,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;and choose only one of the two delicacies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Han Mulu bowed his head and thought for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"I would let the drink go," he then said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; made everyone laugh.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 175px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H1ldaNWIoJ0/SdFzkI8EswI/AAAAAAAAACA/U3C4lmDp2EU/s400/Gingko+cigar+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319159699613201154" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;January 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Yan Jiu Cha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic; font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; While I have never been inclined towards the enjoyment of tobacco, I have on occasion given in to the flavor of village smoke.  Namely, locally grown, harvested, dried, and ground tobacco rolled in whatever avails itself of such a utility - be it scrap of paper or husk of corn.  I cannot describe it as particularly fine tasting, but I do find the practice to be quite enjoyable.  Having this year visited the Bulang village of Zhanglang, I also engaged in the chewing of  betel, combined with other local plants, with the older women - a mixture they refer to as 'bing-lang'.  Much to my remorse, the renowned effect of this habit did not impart itself upon my person, a problem of technique perhaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;       There is a relationship between tea and tobacco among the Bulang people.  While most of the men now smoke manufactured cigarettes, there are yet to be found in the villages a number of older men and, even more commonly, older women smoking hand-rolled cigarettes or a pipe filled with the homegrown tobacco.  This is found growing along the sides of houses or adjacent to arbor tea gardens.  Furthermore, within the marriage customs of the Bulang the families of a couple who intend to marry may exchange tea and tobacco.  According to Ai Wennan, "One bag of tea leaves and one bag of tobacco represents a boy and girl's desire to engage.  Ahh . . then the two sides can be acknowledged as husband and wife, their love can be known." **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H1ldaNWIoJ0/SdF_E1bu9OI/AAAAAAAAADQ/dDbbrF3wanE/s320/yan.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319172355940873442" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H1ldaNWIoJ0/SdF_EhAFzZI/AAAAAAAAADI/nF9f7CQ8ky4/s320/cha.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319172350456221074" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;       Upon my return from the tea mountains of Xishuangbanna and the vagaries of travel in remote climes, yet another discovery awaited me in Kunming, formerly known as Yunnanfu.  A recently made acquaintance and fellow tea aficionado had graciously shipped a small package half way around the world.  Within, a book-sized humidor which, opened, released a most pleasant aroma.  Atop a thin veneer of yellow wood lay a single gingko leaf, botanical token of friendship spanning the time and distance since our introduction.  Peeling back the thin protective layer revealed a number of fine, hand-rolled cigars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;       That evening, Chen Jian, Zhang Qinmin, and I arrived one after the other to the teashop.  We spent some time in visual and olfactory delight of these finely crafted specimens of tobacco culture as we brewed our first pot of tea.  Zhang Qinmin, always prepared, retrieved a bottle from his car.  We cracked the bottle, lit our cigars, and wiled away the next few hours langouring in the pleasures of fine scotch, smoke, and tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H1ldaNWIoJ0/SdGIEGw0BzI/AAAAAAAAADY/sneWjHxXeKU/s320/%E9%9F%B5%E6%B5%B7%E4%B9%8B%E5%B7%85+24.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319182239017469746" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;       While in Menghai this past December a sign caught my eye, one that I had no doubt seen numerous times before but which meaning had this time stood out in quite a different way.  The sign read as follows: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;烟酒茶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; - Tobacco Liquor Tea.  As I read these three words to myself, they brought to mind my reason for being in Yunnan, to research tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; (研究茶).  (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;In the Chinese language, these two phrases are tonally dissimilar but phonetically alike - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;an jiu cha).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;As previously stated, I have never been given to the pleasure of tobacco, having recently made exception in these parts.  My fondness for the consumption of liquor has likewise diminished, though a day may not pass in the villages without imbibing ones modest share of spirits.  And there is, of course, the tea! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;烟酒茶 － Tobacco Liquor Tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; . . . three substances that form a cross-cultural continuum of consumption and connoisseurship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;taken from an essay by Lucie Olivova titled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Tobacco Smoking in Qing China&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;** "这个茶叶一包抽烟一包那就代表一男一女要订婚。 哎那么就是才能两方才能承认这个夫妻，才能承认恋爱的结果."  - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;岩温南 (2006) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15566426-3497859774785886051?l=youmumin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youmumin.blogspot.com/feeds/3497859774785886051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15566426&amp;postID=3497859774785886051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15566426/posts/default/3497859774785886051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15566426/posts/default/3497859774785886051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youmumin.blogspot.com/2009/03/yan-jiu-cha.html' title='Yan Jiu Cha'/><author><name>aneglakya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13717735205134048359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H1ldaNWIoJ0/SdFzkI8EswI/AAAAAAAAACA/U3C4lmDp2EU/s72-c/Gingko+cigar+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15566426.post-2929116422184847543</id><published>2008-08-05T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:40:08.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Horizontal and Vertical Perspectives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;: An Anthropomorphic View of Sheep and Goats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H1ldaNWIoJ0/SJjWEW9Fm2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/yf18ZsGMFIY/s200/sheep.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231166337560451938" /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H1ldaNWIoJ0/SJjWEgah0jI/AAAAAAAAAAs/U59OCfM2mKw/s200/goats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231166340099854898" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;coming soon&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15566426-2929116422184847543?l=youmumin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youmumin.blogspot.com/feeds/2929116422184847543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15566426&amp;postID=2929116422184847543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15566426/posts/default/2929116422184847543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15566426/posts/default/2929116422184847543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youmumin.blogspot.com/2008/08/horizontal-and-vertical-perspectives.html' title=''/><author><name>aneglakya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13717735205134048359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H1ldaNWIoJ0/SJjWEW9Fm2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/yf18ZsGMFIY/s72-c/sheep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15566426.post-2873008554138362123</id><published>2008-07-25T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:19:32.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:BiauKai;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:BiauKai;font-size:36px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goats / Tea / etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:BiauKai;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;: comparative musings on tea, goats, and other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:BiauKai;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;passions, attaining to unification of the dialectical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:BiauKai;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;underpinnings of this one 美国的布朗族&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:BiauKai;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H1ldaNWIoJ0/SJjKnv5mtEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FI3sqGLtGqI/s1600-h/waterbuffalotractor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H1ldaNWIoJ0/SJjKnv5mtEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FI3sqGLtGqI/s400/waterbuffalotractor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231153751412618306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:BiauKai;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:BiauKai;font-size:14px;"&gt;The above image was captured by myself in the Bulang Mountains of southwestern Yunnan Province, Spring 2006.  It portrays what I consider as fundamental to my work with Living Systems Land Management (LSLM) - a critical engagement at the intersection of tradition and modernity.  We often refer to our vocation as modern-day pastoral nomads; grazing specialists; resource managers; hi-tech-lo-tech.  Each of these descriptors contains both a rudimentary and an advanced component; I will leave it to the reader to decide which is which, as it is the intention of neither your author nor of LSLM to advance one perspective over the other.  Rather, we hope to contribute towards the resolution of such artificial binaries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:BiauKai;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:BiauKai;font-size:14px;"&gt;While not in the field tending herds for LSLM throughout the state of California, I conduct on-going research into landscape transformations - biological, cultural, conceptual - taking place within the domain of pu'er tea.  Said domain extends from the centuries-old tea gardens of Xishuangbanna Dai Autonomous Prefecture, Yunnan Province, People's Republic of China and into teashops and homes of connoisseurs throughout the world via routes of transnational market exchange.  This tea exists not only as a material expression of the environs from which it is sourced, but as a conceptual vehicle for engaging in discourses of ecology; ethnicity; indigenous/scientific knowledge; market exchange; hygiene; spiritual cultivation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:BiauKai;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:BiauKai;font-size:14px;"&gt;Thus, it aptly demonstrate the way in which Nature, as global discourse, can extend itself into a multiplicity of realms, serving as a paradigm through which to construct a comprehensive epistemology.  However, let us not forget about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nature&lt;/span&gt; with a small 'n', lest we subvert the immanence of lived experience - the full body and pleasing fragrance of Bulang Mountain savored from a celadon cup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:BiauKai;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:BiauKai;font-size:14px;"&gt;岩柯&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:BiauKai;font-size:14px;"&gt;2008年7月25日&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15566426-2873008554138362123?l=youmumin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youmumin.blogspot.com/feeds/2873008554138362123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15566426&amp;postID=2873008554138362123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15566426/posts/default/2873008554138362123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15566426/posts/default/2873008554138362123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youmumin.blogspot.com/2008/08/goats-tea-etc.html' title=''/><author><name>aneglakya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13717735205134048359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H1ldaNWIoJ0/SJjKnv5mtEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FI3sqGLtGqI/s72-c/waterbuffalotractor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15566426.post-113333434309143054</id><published>2005-11-29T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:17:16.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Wall ~ Spring 2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4462/1445/1600/IMG_0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4462/1445/320/IMG_0032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15566426-113333434309143054?l=youmumin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youmumin.blogspot.com/feeds/113333434309143054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15566426&amp;postID=113333434309143054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15566426/posts/default/113333434309143054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15566426/posts/default/113333434309143054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youmumin.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title='Great Wall ~ Spring 2004'/><author><name>aneglakya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13717735205134048359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15566426.post-112449481361512459</id><published>2005-08-19T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T00:03:14.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunset at Star Creek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4462/1445/1600/sungoathead4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4462/1445/320/sungoathead4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunset at Star Creek&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4 sheep, 150 goats, 3 dogs&lt;br /&gt;all female goats, mixed dogs with Anatolian blood&lt;br /&gt;and I, also a dog, according to Chinese astronomy&lt;br /&gt;4 sheep, 150 goats, and 4 dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mists that roll up and over the hills&lt;br /&gt;filling the surrounding valleys&lt;br /&gt;a sunset eternally recurring&lt;br /&gt;though infrequently seen from this vantage point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bathed in setting sun, amidst fertility of goats&lt;br /&gt;and spirit of dogs, who dance and bay&lt;br /&gt;throughout the night, thoughts turn to her&lt;br /&gt;who has awakened my desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sacrificial goat for the feast,&lt;br /&gt;a wandering band of gypsy musicians&lt;br /&gt;'03 primitivo straight from the barrel,&lt;br /&gt;more intoxicating than night-blooming dhatura&lt;br /&gt;the fragrance of nocturnal passion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blanketed beneath a sky of shooting stars,&lt;br /&gt;these Santa Cruz Mountains become timeless . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15566426-112449481361512459?l=youmumin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youmumin.blogspot.com/feeds/112449481361512459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15566426&amp;postID=112449481361512459' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15566426/posts/default/112449481361512459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15566426/posts/default/112449481361512459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youmumin.blogspot.com/2005/08/sunset-at-star-creek.html' title='Sunset at Star Creek'/><author><name>aneglakya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13717735205134048359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15566426.post-112441459123769263</id><published>2005-08-18T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T15:29:45.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nomad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4462/1445/1600/IMG_0921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4462/1445/320/IMG_0921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;2&lt;strong&gt;-mu&lt;/strong&gt;4&lt;strong&gt;-min&lt;/strong&gt;2 : (&lt;em&gt;Chin.) &lt;/em&gt;nomad, wanderer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no-mad&lt;/strong&gt; (no'mad') n. 1. A member of a group of people who have no fixed home and move from place to place in search of food, water, and grazing land. 2. A person who roams about; wanderer. [Lat. nomas, nomad- Gk. &lt;gk.&gt;&lt;em&gt;nomas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;wandering around for pasture &lt;em&gt;nemein, &lt;/em&gt;to pasture.] -&lt;strong&gt;no'mad'-ism&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (no'mad'iz'm) n.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15566426-112441459123769263?l=youmumin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youmumin.blogspot.com/feeds/112441459123769263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15566426&amp;postID=112441459123769263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15566426/posts/default/112441459123769263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15566426/posts/default/112441459123769263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youmumin.blogspot.com/2005/08/nomad.html' title='nomad'/><author><name>aneglakya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13717735205134048359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
