Gardening

After a week, we have finally fixed the overgrown plants but I have yet to change some pots which are broken. The carabao grass was trimmed by Josef except that very small patch under the Calamansi tree. I hope by tomorrow morning I’ll get to clear it. I have to hire one of our village’s maintenance workers to clean our front and side yards of weeds.

I could smell the lemony scent of the flowers of our Calamansi.

That’s Sadie. She is always besides me when I am gardening.

This is our small garden.

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On Grieving

Grief doesn’t end at the loss of the person you love. It grips you like a tight knot, the more you remember those days of old – the laughter and the tears.

At Maxine by the Sea with sis-in-law, niece and my brother Alden. Taken three years ago before we discovered he had cancer.

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