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I’ve always dreamed of having a home with a garden, but living in Hong Kong keeps that a distant dream. Yet, I found my own way to “own” one.
Near my apartment, there is a quiet lawn with beautiful trees by a small pier. One day, I came up with an idea: I bought a camping chair and a small side table to create my own mobile, autumn-edition garden.
Whenever the weather permits, I set up “my mobile garden”, sometimes under the tree canopy, sometimes in the warm sunlight, to gaze at the sea.
Just today, the monsoon arrived. Winds swept away the muggy summer air, replacing it with dry, comfortable breezes. Autumn may be shorter than it used to be, but it is here again. How can I let go of this precious opportunity to enjoy a comfortable afternoon in “my garden”?
I read under the soft sunshine, listened to rustling leaves and birds singing, and felt the sea breeze. Even a pigeon came to rest nearby. This simple, peaceful vibe made my day.
I may not have the wealth to own a garden, but I own the happiness of experiencing one. Being able to find this kind of happiness is its own form of wealth.








