Ballads Of Four Seasons: Spring The lovely Lo Fo of the western land Plucks mulberry leaves by the waterside. Across the green boughs stretches out her white hand; In golden sunshine her rosy robe is dyed. ‘my silkworms are hungry, I cannot stay. Tarry not with your five-horse cab, I pray.’ Li Po (Li Bai) The Great Wheel: Dear Friends, A beautiful week here in P-Town. Working in the N.E., working on art, hanging with my sweetheart. Here we are,…