I think this is my third blog in a series of shots that I took giving colors to the day. At first it was orange, then white, let’s have it in yellow today. Life in our neighborhood is a quiet life, it’s the noise of the vehicles, tricycles and motorcycles that shatter the peace and quiet. All our streets were named after flowers. One such stretch that I love is the street perpendicular to ours which is called Aster. Our two village gardeners have planted annuals lining the sidewalk and it is a sight to see the yellow colors of blooms facing the sun.
And I was wondering why they didn’t plant Aster flowers to fit the name of the street instead of these lovely Cosmos blooms only to find out that the latter are also called Mexican Aster 🙂 They are eye-catching and when the wind blows, they sway…
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Another lovely morning spent in the garden!
A perfect day to stay in the garden for a while. There is a typhoon coming but the sun is slowly showing its face, begging for those quiet moments that one dreams of. It’s the morning ritual of greeting the day with so much hope and enthusiasm, taking a few shots of the garden. Everything is grace, even the simple task of picking calamansi fruits for a healthy juice later.
I have to use a ladder since the fruits on top are in clusters and can’t be reached. I just love these moments – being with nature and enjoying the morning . What a life 🙂
We have two dwarf calamansi trees which we planted at the same time that we constructed the house seventeen years ago. They bear fruits all year round but summer is the best time to harvest them. When the rainy season sets in, they stop…
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The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers. ~Basho
Sometimes I wish I could stay in a nicer place where everything I see is white! It may be a blanket of white flowers or some fluffy cotton candy clouds that put a smile on my face….always. There are times when loneliness creeps in (can’t be helped) like a steady rhythm that beats and works its way into the innermost fiber of your being. There are times when being alone is most magnified and you tend to see things like you’ve never seen before. I am always grateful though that my little garden gives me a sense of peace and belonging, an uncomplaining companion that does not say, “you never have time”. Believe me, if I am well enough to stay in the sun for long, I will. Things are not the same now unlike three years ago. The effect of medications and chemotherapy has left me a little breathless…
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The heavy downpour woke me up from a deep sleep this morning but it saved me precious minutes of watering my plants. And amidst catching PNoy’s speech at Barasoain Church and watching the short program on TV, I managed to harvest Kalamansi in our backyard. I harvested more than a kilo and gave some to our neighbor. Perfect for that ice-cold kalamansi juice.
Gardening sometimes is a
backbreaking job , rather it is a backbreaking job but when you are rewarded by something like this, fresh pick and free from pesticides, it’s all worth it. I have to cut our carabao grass since the frequent rains made them grow easily. Believe me it’s like you’ve run a marathon and I think you get more exercise out of it than running. It’s a workout in the yard sans those exercise machines. You need enough strength and stamina to cut the grass…
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Lovely, lovely orange morning!
“I must have flowers, always, and always.” – Claude Monet
Welcome to my orange morning!
Yes, it’s an orange Saturday with a splash of purple and red in-between. I spent the early part of the morning trimming my Vinca plants which have grown too wild for my liking. I am using them as ground cover at the corner of our concrete fence outside. Vinca don’t need much of daily care since they are perennial plants and they only need watering twice or thrice a week. And when you stay at the garden for a little while, there is always a reason to smile – discoveries of new blooms, new colors to admire and a chance to take a few shots.