A few days ago (I think last Tuesday to be exact), Josef and I looked at the moon when he went out of the gate to go to work.
“It’s so big. Take a photo”, he said.
I just gazed at it and remembered those days when my brothers and I were still staying in the province. When it is full moon and the surroundings are brighter at night, we would visit some relatives near our place usually after dinner. I was always in awe of the bright moon above, how it shone clearly. I always wondered though lots of times why it seemed to move and travelled with us. Where we were, it was right there above us. And except for a few clouds that hid it somehow and the dark shadows of trees along the rough road, it kept lighting our way. You won’t really need a flash light nor a torch to guide you.
There seems to be something mysterious while you are gazing at a full moon. You think of so many things and remember those moments of the past when playing tug of war or hide and seek with friends and cousins was the order of the night. Back in the province, the silence was broken with shouts of laughter and joy.
Nissa’s family is spending a few days in Baguio City. They went there yesterday since Obet has a one-day teaching engagement/guesting with some employees of Bank of PI where they both work. Monday is a holiday here so it would be an extended road trip for them. Going to Baguio is not complete without taking souvenir shots of this lion’s head, an entrance to Baguio City.
I was talking to Nate a while ago. He asked me what I want for pasalubong. I told him to bring home “walis tambo” and veggies. It’s cold out there (around 13 C°) but they are planning to swim at the pool later today. Anyway, it is heated.
Oh yes, the cold mornings are back but it is definitely colder in Baguio.
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