Here is my husband’s container for his big summer thirst… :-)

We used our new picnic table for the first time.  My husband was drinking from this big jar.   The sun was setting and I thought of  taking a picture of the sun rays filling the jar with light.   It was hard to get a good angle where the jar and the light met.  I moved the glass jar several times to catch the rays, I changed my camera angles to get what I wanted.    By the time I was done, the sun had gone so low.  This photo was the nearest I got to my ideal. GoldenHarvestDrinkingJar

Thank you all for coming by.  I am having a general slow down with visits and replies to comments.  Our social life suddenly bloomed and we have been visiting new friends.    I am especially glad that our children are meeting new people and enjoying making friendships.  For that, I am very thankful.




Yes, where we are, the so-called Easter Lily plant blooms in July. The flowers shown in these pictures are from lily plants that we took home from the Church after the plants lost their flowers. Like any perennial, lilies come back at spring time. At around Easter, the plant was just a tiny spot of green on the ground.
Easter Lilies

A lot of work must be involved to grow the lilies in time for Easter.

Easter Lily sunsetThey are always beautiful, anyway.

Trumpet Lilies


You measure words by meter and rhyme
music to the soul beating in time
with the throbbing heart, full of life
of love and wonder, pain and strife.

In the vulgar, you see the sublime
You measure words by meter and rhyme
paint your canvass with audible hues
by which you unmask the concealed truths

animating passions and desires
all that in time and nature transpire
You measure words by meter and rhyme
put them together in a wondrous sum

casting a spell upon those who hear
making them smile or shed a tear.
The depths we plumb, the heights we climb
You measure words by meter and rhyme.


DVERSE is back and it is celebrating its third year anniversary.  To start the celebrations, Claudia wants us to celebrate poets by writing about poets, in general, or a poet, in particular.   I sort of put words together and hoped to come up with a Quatern.  As I am not so sure about it, I asked my husband’s opinion and he gave a diplomatic, “ah, okkkkkk” in that tone that tells me he does not get it. :-)  So, without any illusions about this piece, I am linking with DVERSE just because I am glad DVERSE is back and so are  the poets in the pub. :-)

Thank you for coming by.


Stop breaking, my broken heart
for that love that never was
stop crying, my teary eyes
for the dream that all but passed
His love was only an illusion
marketed to the vulnerable
with words, saccharine sweet
masking the greed animating his bones.
Open your eyes. That handsome face
he let you see was another man’s  profile
The life story you were told
was a patchwork of lies
all so enthralling
before your love-struck eyes
that you were confused
when fate revealed this lover’s hand -
was it a blessing or a cruel prank
to raise romantic hopes so high
and let it fall with much pain
and humiliation besides?
You have shattered
You have cried
You are wiser now
Pick up the pieces
and dream again.


This was inspired by a friend’s  story and this  warning from the Philippine Department of Foreign Affairs.

CIRCLES AND CURVES (for Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge)

There was a light rain yesterday. Petals and leaves were heavy with raindrops. Here are some of the photos I took – I think they meet the circles and curves challenge posed by Cee. :-)
Pink Rose macro


Pink Rose Macro2


Rose Macro3


This last picture can be a bit jarring after all the pinks.  This picture is of an ex-red rose. :-)  I thought the stark black and white would show off the patterns well. :-)


Happy Tuesday.  Thank you for coming by.  Do check out the fun photos in Cee’s page. :-)

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Moss rose creamer and sugarOther people’s junk is my treasure
I rescue old teapots for a few dollars
give the old memories a new coat
extend their life in my cupboard
perhaps they will  reach a distant future
riddled with robots and machines
and they will tell of a life gone by
when humans were humans
when they were civilized
and when they knew how to smile.



I got the above sugar and cream set during my last foray in a thrift shop for $3.00.  I thought they were perfect with the teapot that I got from a yard sale for about $5.00 or less about three years ago.


They are not an exact match, but I think they look pretty together.   I do not know why I love these old, and sometimes, cracked and chipped, teapots.  I guess, apart from their external beauty, they remind me of a gracious era.


Thank you for coming by. :-) Happy weekend.




Red Day Lily

Oh Daylily, servant to beauty and time
grace undiminished
though it lasts for only a short while
Should it bargain for an extra day or two
to fill the garden with its festive hues
suffer longer under the withering sun
or live its purpose, then be done
to each gift is duty attached
Is life well lived?
it is what counts.


Recently, two friends, INESEMJPHOTOGRAPHY and  AQUILEANA nominated me for blogging awards.  While I have trouble meeting the conditions for the awards, I definitely appreciate the kind gesture given me.   Ines is a talented photographer and often she posts photo essays in her blog.  I enjoy looking at her photos and reading her well-crafted and researched articles.  Aquileana, on the other hand, writes about Greek Mythology and creative written responses to those.  Thus far, hers is the only blog I encountered that deals with Greek mythology.   Her blog is a great way to be introduced to and get familiar with the classics.  I recommend that you drop by their pages.   The work that they produce deserve appreciation and support.

Thank you all very much.  You are all wonderful. :-)