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There is this feature on Facebook called On this Day.You get to see  old photos and shout outs you posted several years ago. Then I saw an album with the great Filipino artist Manny Baldemor. I know I blogged about him here before that I was simply overjoyed seeing our photos again. I copied two.  I was still into cross stitching when I took  photos of the event.

Two of his paintings Fruits of Labor  and Good Harvest were  translated into cross stitch.  It was a lovely afternoon spent with fellow cross-stitchers and art enthusiasts. Below are  the original paintings among so many that he did as an artist and a great painter.

Good Harvest was also translated into cross-stitch by DMC thread.

He is the first famous Filipino painter that I’ve met personally. and he was so gracious with his time entertaining questions about his works.

 

 

 

 

 

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I love my headset. I can always listen to my favorite music and sometimes watch films on YouTube.

Tonight is one of those that I treasure, listening to the music of Rod McKuen and Henry Mancini.  I was reading  some early posts about Rod McKuen then thought of listening to his husky voice while he recites some poems and sings his songs.  He is not probably popular with kids and the millennial  nowadays. I agree, there is only one Rod McKuen. He shared his music to the world and his poems.  I always get inspired  reading his words and listening  to his music.

I remember Mary Anne, a friend I met back in our Multiply days.  She died about two years ago,  a previous blogger here at WordPress too.  She sent me two CDs of Henry Mancini one birthday years ago. She knew I love Mancini’s music and she loved it too. Wherever you are Mary Anne, let us listen to your favorite.

My love of Mancini started when I  watched the movie  adaptation of The  Thorn Birds (a book by Colleen McCullough)  The theme song was just heavenly  so I looked for more of his compositions and there are several in YouTube.  I am presently listening to The Very Best of Henry Mancini while writing this.  Think of The Pink Panther, Moon River, Days of Wine and Roses, How Soon, Two for the Road. I could go on and on. They are wonderful music of days gone by.

My night is filled with music.

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Copied this caricature from one of my friends’ posts on her feed at Facebook. These words  I think ring true  for all grandmothers and grandchildren  out there.

I remember my own grandparents when they were still alive. Both my grandfathers from each side of the family were active in the church. Back in those days, when  we celebrated Lent, it was always accompanied by family Via Crucis and visits to other churches.  They would put up a children’s choir to sing during the  processions all dressed in white with flowers in their hair.  I remember a priest friend of my paternal grandfather, Fr. Benito, who would visit the family after the mass and sometimes would spend  breakfast or lunch with everyone.  I remember those days when every street where the procession would pass by was decorated with coconut fronds made and woven into flowers.  I remember the times I used to tag along every week for Sunday mass.

My paternal grandmother died giving birth to her youngest son, so I was not lucky enough to see her except in old photos that my grandfather saved.   My cousins and I grew up together with my maternal grandmother. She was a bit strict but was a loving soul. She taught  us to pray the Angelus every 6pm in Latin at that. I don’t remember those Latin prayers now except when I read them in Mom’s prayer-book which were handwritten.

Grandmothers have that special bond with their grandchildren. Now that I am one myself, I relish those moments and days that I get to see, talk and play with Nate. They say that we enjoy them when they are kids since we are  not normally strict, discipline becomes the responsibility of the parents.

Yesterday, I looked  for a  replacement of the small ball that Nate and I usually  use to play with. It has become soft so  I bought a new one,  a Monster Inc. design.

I showed it to Nissa and she said Nate would surely love  this one. a simple toy that would probably bring a smile to his face.  Kids, no matter how small or how lovely a toy is, would always love having one.

How are you as a grandmother or a grandfather? Are you the indulgent type of grandparents?  Are you cool and cordial to your grandchildren?

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Back in October  2012, I wrote about A Thousand Mornings, a title I borrowed from one of the books  of my favorite author and poet Mary Oliver. I still read it now  and then and my soul is uplifted every time I do.

Christmas.

Early this morning, I chanced upon  a radio station playing songs in between the recent news in our country. Then all of a sudden,  he inserted  a Christmas song in between. What? Christmas in August? Oh but he said it’s barely two weeks before we start the BER months. Believe me, here in the Philippines  Christmas celebrations start as early as October and end as late as February the following year.  I ended up listening to some Christmas songs on YouTube. What a joy to reminisce and remember those past days of celebrating Christmas.

Books.

I love visiting Booksale. They have so many branches in different malls here in Metro Manila.  Aren’t you thrilled going out of a book store armed with several titles of books you’ve found in your foray? They are not necessarily books by authors you love and follow but you find the texture of the pages and the  designs on the book covers so beautiful.  They speak to you of those lovely days you spent in your youth discovering new books at the library. Of course when you really want books, one could always visit National Bookstore but the books are quite expensive.

Flowers.

There was a time that I used to take shots of every bloom in my garden. I don’t have my camera now, it got broken and the other ones were destroyed during typhoon Ondoy back in 2009.  I use my tab and my phone cam once in a while but I don’t take photos as much  as several years ago. I intend to buy  a camera one of these days. Although cameras on cellphones are more convenient, I could not take those high-resolution photos that I love. I guess I have more than a thousand flowers shots saved on Photobucket.

My Garden.

And all because I love  the rich soil beneath my hands and watch things grow. Every year, I would plant bonito  ampalaya, a pot or two of chili peppers and turmeric.  Occasionally,  jute leaves sprout for a time, to grow again during the rainy season.  We have two kalamansi trees and two jackfruit trees in the garden aside from the ornamental plants that I cultivate.  Our Arius is like a  Christmas tree just waiting to be decorated with lights and tinsel.

Blogging.

But of course. I meet so many friends here. In Facebook,  my feed is full of hodgepodge of unpalatable news.  At times,  I just ignore them and make some shout outs to my friends. I don’t go public on Facebook.  I meet lovely friends here at WordPress, read beautiful blog posts and  see wonderful photos of other places that I haven’t been to.  The day won’t be complete without visiting WordPress.  I have 2,046 posts including this one for this main blog alone.

Family.

Family always comes first of course.  Now that we have Nate with us, it is always a riot when he is around. Smiles are not far behind.  I remember those days when my two kids were growing up and were left in the care of two yayas. It was always a problem for mom and dad to look for yayas for us in the province.  Nowadays, it is even harder to find household help that you can trust.

I remember those days when  I used to go up the stage every recognition day  and so proud of my kids receiving those medals. It was a thrill when my daughter graduated Magna Cum Laude  and we were given choice seats at the  venue.  Tears of joy for the standing ovation from her professors and classmates when she received that medal upon graduation.  We were so proud of her.

Clouds.

Did I say I like taking photos of clouds and watching them move when the sky is dark? I love though when the sun is hot and the day is just perfect for cloud-watching. They look so mysterious out there. These are photos  from  some years back.

I could go on of course with a thousand more mornings but I think this has gone long enough.

“All night my heart makes its way
however it can over the rough ground
of uncertainties, but only until night
meets and then is overwhelmed by
morning, the light deepening, the
wind easing and just waiting, as I
too wait (and when have I ever been
disappointed?) for redbird to sing”
– Mary Oliver, A Thousand Mornings

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Yesterday was another lovely day spent with the kids.  I am  always happy when they come and spend the day with us.  Nate has grown taller than a month ago. Sometimes he talks rapidly and you have to catch up and understand.  The excitement to share is there of course.  He always points to his toys when they are around. He has  a bag full of blocks and assorted toys here and  he always plays with them when he is around.

We enjoyed some moments reading his favorite books although he doesn’t know how to read yet but he has learned to memorize and recognize  his alphabet and numbers.

I took some shots on my tab while he was busy with his books.

Books and more books…..

 

Shall we start with this Nonna?

I hope when he grows up, he would appreciate more books. We had a great time  picking kalamansi together for them to bring home.  He was so excited seeing the big ones high up.  We told him to take a bath afterwards and he asked, “Are we going home after my bath? I don’t want to go home. I like to stay with Nonna.” We all laughed. He always equates taking his afternoon bath in going home soon.  He even asked his mom how may more sleeps till he goes to school again.

Family togetherness, it makes the day complete.

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It started with their liking our Catholic page on Facebook back in 2010.  The following year, we had our first gathering, our first time to see each other personally. It was a lovely affair exchanging thoughts and ideas, participating  in group games and eating lunch together.  There were other events that we attended together and most of the time, they come to the house to visit me.

The smiles would always be there, the “kuwentuhans” would always  be hilarious affairs. The laughter is a given thing when we are together.

 

Their favorite activity is picking kalamansi (Philippine lime) from the two trees we have at the garden. Yesterday, they got more than a kilo of kalamansi. Reymon made a glass of freshly squeezed kalamansi juice.

 

Next week would be Apol’s 48th birthday so we celebrated it early by having that small Chocolate Rainbow cake and Mango Dark Chocolate ice cream from Red Ribbon.  She’s the one in the orange  t-shirt.

Though it was only the four of us, we had a blast. Apol is presently undergoing treatment for lupus. I admire the way she handles everything, still jolly and happy despite it all. Lupus is a chronic, complex and prevalent autoimmune  disease that attacks healthy tissues of the body. It is a progressive  disease.

What makes friendship? How does it bloom? It’s that being yourself with people who have similar ideals and beliefs  like you. It’s having those moments of laughter and tears and yet you don’t judge each other.  It’s celebrating those little triumphs and successes in life, being there for each other in times of trials.  As they say, it’s looking together in the same direction.

Reymon calls me Mommy, Lilet is easy with calling me tita  while Apol who is twelve years younger than I am calls me ate. Being together, enjoying those precious moments, celebrating the beauty of friendship. What more could I ask for?

 

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My daughter Nissa brought my four-year old grandson to her office the other day. He was there the whole day and enjoyed the office atmosphere with Nissa’s office mates.  Yesterday, Nissa came home after work and they had this somewhat innocent conversation:

First thing Nate said when I got home:
You forgot to bring me, Mom!
Me: Where?
Nate: To the office!
haha, nawili ang bata.

I laughed while I read this short post.  Nate is a very friendly kid. He always has that ready “Hi” for everyone.

Nate at Nissa’s office. The only time he was quite behaved was when he watched his favorite cartoon movies.

The joy of being a child. Every day is happiness.

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