Its time to harvest the fruits of our generous mango tree (see here). So armed with nothing but our hands and a carton (to place our harvest in), we set out to do the task.
Here are some of the bundles we picked.
My 1-year old was an eager beaver helper and so cute at that!
After a few minutes, here’s what our harvest produced:
Not quite bad considering how small the mango tree was. Looking forward to next years’ harvest.
I dig anything retro. I love retro fashion, retro slang, retro music, retro people and I most especially love retro cameras! There’s just something about retro cams that make me feel good, dreamy and nostalgic maybe.
Here’s our garden in retro vision.
Here come the rays of the early morning sun.
Dont you just love the color of the green leaves against the blue sky?
Soon, these mangoes will be ripe enough for picking.
Our calamansi (Chinese Orange) growing abundantly under the sun.
The little birdie got bored and took a stroll.
An aloe vera in the garden is a must. It has so many medicinal uses.
This is one very succulent cactus.
Milk cans can be recycled as plant pots such as these.
Lovin’ the greens.
My mum’s delightful blooms. Flowers are always a joy to look at.
Call me outdated, old or even corny but I like the drama and nostalgic effect of retro cameras.😉
This one doesnt even remotely resemble a bunny! Haha. Fail!
This is my first try in amirugumi. I asked 2 year old Sophie what the object was and she said it was a heart! Guess my first try was a success.🙂
Its summer, the season when many fruit bearing trees have their (er well) fruits. Our little mango indeed bore fruits, in fact it bore many!
This little wonder, although small as compared to other mango trees had always been generous. I just hope that its little branches wont give in to the heavy load its bearing and eventually break. It sure would be quite nice to watch all of its fruits grow bigger and turn ripe yellow.
Seven years ago, I met a boy that changed my life. The first time I saw his face, I found him cute. He was quite a looker, I thought. I knew too that he was going to be smart and kind. He had managed to endear himself to me just by looking at him. Right then and there I knew that I had found true love.
We have been together ever since. Although I admit that at times, he would get on my nerves and I would be on the verge of tears when he gets his naughty streak on. He always manages to take away all of my anger with just his puppy dog look begging for forgiveness. He would kiss me and everything would be back to normal.
But during the recent years, I noticed the changes that he made. He no longer takes my hand or stays by my side the whole time like he used to. He no longer asks me to wrap my arms around him when we go to bed. In fact, we no longer sleep together!
I know that time would come when he would no longer consider me as the only girl in his life. But as of now, I will enjoy every single bit of time that he spends with me.
I am quite excited with the future actually. I am ecstatic about him finding his own way in this world because I know that it will be good.
I know that he will be successful and that he will break all the misconceptions and barriers that have been told about him. He will prove them all wrong. And I will be there to support him all the way.
In the next 3 years or so, he will be taller than me but he will forever remain to be my little number 1… My little Philip Timothy.
Can you imagine happiness hitting you like a train on a track? Overwhelming happiness coming so suddenly, it was unexpected and even unsuspecting, you turn your back but still it reaches you and hits you as if a bullet and boom! The whole place lights up as if fireworks have exploded.
That kind of thing Im reminded everytime I hear this song. In turn, it reminds me of times Ive felt as if a train of happiness have hit my back.