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I am excited. Truly.

A few days ago, I saw this on Mary Oliver’s timeline. Her new book Upstream will be released in a month and I just hope this time I would be able to find a copy.

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It’s the newest collection of Mary Oliver’s essays.  I’m always on the lookout for Mary Oliver’s quotes online  and luckily I found one on Blogger. Would you believe, the author quoted  a poem of Mary  every day for a year and did a short write-up of what those words meant  in  her life?  I am still on the first few entries but I was able to find some poems which are not included in the only two books I have of Mary Oliver, New And Selected Poems, Vol. 1 and the lovely edition of A Thousand Mornings.

Then I found these on her wall too and I was l smiling like crazy. Her words inspire me, lift me up and give me that boost I sorely need when I feel down. To appreciate  the beauty of the  natural world around us, what bliss!

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One of my favorite poems is this, The Wild Geese.

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting —
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.

 

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I went back to gardening  after letting my hands heal for a few days. Goodness, I have to trim the carabao grass again, they have grown quite wild in three weeks.

This morning I was at the garden at 5am, still dark for some but it was nice to see the world unfolding with a hot cup of coffee and the company of our dog Noki.  Mimi went back to sleep besides mom as soon as I opened the door to our dirty kitchen.  Have you ever spent an early morning smelling different garden scents? The sweet aroma and spicy scent of oregano, the spicy and sharp fragrance of ginger leaves that linger,  the lemony smell of calamansi flowers and the intoxicating scent of gardenia flowers  captivate the senses. You wish you could put each scent in a bottle and maybe use them to make scented candles.

Last week, I trimmed one of our calamansi trees. Time is a gentle and  nice reminder that new life will always be something to look forward to.  Look at those healthy leaves sprouting like crazy.  It is always nice to see something growing in one’s garden.

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The rhizomes of the turmeric I bought at the wet market have finally produced buds.  I planted them in three pots and they are thriving nicely. It is  my first time to try cultivating turmeric in my garden.

Ginger foliage

Ginger foliage…

I only have one potted ginger and the roots are ready for harvest. I wonder if ginger produces flowers just like the turmeric. I can’t wait to see it blooms.

And these capped my early morning garden adventure, my bleeding heart blooms.

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Bleeding hearts…

It is good to be alone in a garden at dawn or dark so that all its shy presences may haunt you and possess you in a reverie of suspended thought. ~James Douglas

 

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My lovely  Ruellia

My lovely Ruellia

And it’s not enough that you trim the grass,

taking shot of a lovely bloom is a must.

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“Everyone needs an emotional foxhole. A place to hide when life’s storms hit” – richard paul evans

When the ocean  meets the sky

I took this shot several years ago  on one of our road trips.  The calmness of the sea always brings peace to my soul.  I wish I could be here once more. It must be nice to wake up early and retrace your steps on once familiar places.  It must be nice to sink your feet  in the rich sand and feel the gentle waves  lapping at your toes.   It must be nice just to be here  alone.

 

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When you walk through life with pain and suffering, God is there walking with you, holding your hand lest you stumble and fall. When you reach your destination, He is there rejoicing with you.

I posted these words on my FB wall a year ago. A few words culled from an earlier blog post,back when the journey of getting well was my priority.  For every pain, there’s a moment of rejoicing. For every setback, there is a time to contemplate. For every smile that comes your way, it seems like there is a light bulb that mirrors your path to happiness. Sometimes  nature does that, it makes you rejoice, contemplate and show how life makes you feel and it enriches your soul.

It’s another day to feel God’s love and let you know that life is wonderful.

a banana blossom

I miss our garden in the province where we have this lovely ornamental banana plant  nestled among the trees, trying hard to show its face.

Tomorrow is Palm Sunday, the start of  Holy Week,  I pray that it would be a solemn and blessed celebration for all of you.

 

 

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It’s still a long way to go before the sun shows its face. and I sit in the quiet savouring the sounds that an early morning brings. Who would not know the beauty of stillness? Who would not love a  beginning of another day?  Who would not crave for the peace that reigns in one’s heart amidst the noise of daily living?

And I long for this,the beauty of the day in all its glory.

 

Capones Island

Capones Island

 

 

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I love  Sundays.

We have to wake up early though since we have to hear mass at 6:30am. Sundays are always lazy days for me.  I love bargaining with market vendors on what fruits are in season and since it is almost summer, you can choose from an array of fruits and root crops displayed on fruit stands near the church. We brought home two kilos of bananas, half a kilo of fresh peanuts and  a bunch of turnips. Heaven!

The other day I was looking  at old photos and albums  at Photobucket. I never realized that there are thousands of photos that I uploaded there. They are all labeled private. I laughed and smiled while browsing  and remembering those places we visited.  Come to think of it, I can count the photos on my fingers where I had solo shots. When you are behind a camera, you don’t get your pictures taken, right? It’s okay though, I’d rather point my camera to a lovely bloom or at nature’s best angle, at Nate’s engaging smiles.

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Long before the word selfie was created,  I had  this photo taken on an early morning walk  in Caleruega. There was a time when I was elated just bringing a camera, a journal and a pen on morning walks like this.  There is something nice about catching an image  and writing about it. That lovely feeling of being in a certain place, alone with nature and listening to the sounds that morning brings. That lovely feeling of  discovering something that brings a smile and inspired thoughts that you have to commit on paper.  That lovely feeling of just  being there to enjoy the beauty of it all.

I don’t like  my face plastered  in every corner of social media like Facebook. I don’t even know how to use instagram.  My cover photos on FB are macro shots of flowers and blooms. WordPress is enough for me.

Happy Sunday everyone!

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