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Can’t believe I reread a book without remembering I’ve read it before. And it’s only been three years. What am I thinking? Anyway, I enjoyed reading it again just the same.

It’s been a few years since I read a Maya Angelou book, an autobiography of Maya  Angelou called I Know How the Caged Bird Sings.  I am wondering where I shelved that one, the last book  I read of her. then I found this, Letter To My Daughter. 

I hope I’ll enjoy this book too but knowing  how Maya Angelou writes, I am sure I will. Her words dance and swim before your eyes, those seemingly inspirational thoughts that get you somehow.

“A friend may be waiting behind a stranger’s face.”

“Try to be a rainbow in someone’s cloud.” 

“You may not control all the events that happen to you, but you can decide not to be reduced by them.”

If you won’t be touched by these words, I don’t what will. By the way, this is my 121st book for this year.

 

 

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Good morning everyone. I hope it is another happy day for all of you.

I’ve overhauled my blog slowly the past days. I noticed that there are some new bloggers who followed me and some are  reading my old posts which I have already forgotten. My mind says, “did I write all those?”And my thoughts wander and  wonder.  Yes, I did.  Some are quite emotional posts, some are a little inspirational, some are just thoughts and ramblings of the old me.

Blogging has come a long way. All these years, I’ve been sharing myself in cyberspace and I love it that I came to know a lot of people in the blogosphere and became friends with some of  them.  Although we don’t see each other and probably have no chance at all to see them personally, I feel a little closer because they share their lives and stories too.

We love stories, don’t we? We love it when  we have similar aspirations and dreams in life. Short of saying, “You too?”, it is really wonderful.  I love seeing your photos, pictures of your family,  places you go to and you’ve been to, your garden blooms, your  daily routines and what have you.

We may have different cultures but everything merges here in one community of bloggers.

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I was not mistaken.

Yesterday, Sunday, most radio stations played Christmas  songs in the air. You know those old familiar tunes and lyrics that you have memorized through the years. And you’re happy. They remind  you  of  Christmas past and those cold nights and foggy mornings. Yes, sometimes you wake up to cold morning breeze touching your cheeks, And yes, you’ll surely enjoy that hot cup of coffee and pan de sal of course. I’d like to think pan de sal  is comfort food for most Filipinos. It is part of their breakfast along with tocino (Filipino cured meat and tastes like bacon.) or longganisa  (Filipino sausage). Pan de sal is a common bread roll which you can buy hot and fresh from the oven at any neighborhood corner.  Although the price hasn’t gone up yet  (it’s pegged at P2 pesos each), the size has visibly shrunk.  Yet you still enjoy waiting for that vendor in a bike selling them every morning.   You patiently wait for that “potpot” sound of  the pan de sal vendor.

Longganisa, my recipe.

Pan de sal

Tocino

I just smiled.

I smiled while watching the early morning show on television.  They had guests who sang Christmas carols and a chef who prepared those mouth-watering Christmas recipes and menus. I am thinking of shopping early for family’s Christmas gifts.  Hopefully by November, they are all wrapped under the tree.  Did I tell you that we usually put up our  Christmas tree and decorations by November?

My own Christmas countdown and it is only September 3.  The air lanes are busy just like me, anticipating a happy occasion no matter how hard life is.

 

 

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Have you noticed? I just changed my tagline.

From this:

For the nth time, I wish I could put into words the thoughts burning in my mind. I do not know how you could take interest in reading all these muddled thoughts.

To this:

Moments  cherished, memories kept, dreams fulfilled  and little things that make everyday a blessing. 

I feel the first one is no longer applicable since I’ve shared my thoughts for so many years now. And they are not muddled anymore, they are everyday things that make life uplifting and such a joy to see. In fact I could no longer recall all the things I  wrote several years ago, all of 2,356 posts  in this blog alone including this  latest one.  If I were to add the other posts I’ve done  in  my four other blogs, maybe it would amount close to 3,000 entries.

I was thinking of changing the theme too but I feel most comfortable with this one,  Misty Look although I played with the header changing it to some of my previous photos.  So each time you click a single post, the picture changes and I like it that way.

Maintaining  a blog is still a joy for me, an almost everyday thing that keeps me grounded and a little creative in the process.  It’s a guilty pleasure.

Thank you so much for visiting and leaving your thoughts here. I do appreciate your “likes” too.

 

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You’re right, this is my month-ender blog.

So what’s great in a lovely morning? What’s so special about seeing the sun’s face and feeling the morning heat while you are drinking a half-cup of black coffee?  What’s s good about just relaxing and thinking about the thousand mornings in your life?

Yes, I am always inspired by  Mary Oliver’s poems. That lovely volume of A Thousand Mornings is a permanent fixture on my night table.  This is funny though, I read some lines at night when I need to get in touch with my inner psyche and think of what life is all about – its wonderful moments, its disappointing days in between and the little surprises that make one smile and shout to the world, you’re glad you are alive and kicking.

“And now you’ll be telling stories
of my coming back
and they won’t be false, and they won’t be true
but they’ll be real” 

I’ve blogged so many times about Mary Oliver’s thoughts and words since I discovered her a few years ago.  Her words are simple but sometimes they cut deep inside.

What did August bring? Too  much rain and many provinces and even Metro Manila got flooded.  The last week of  August though was like summer, hot and humid during the day, a little colder at night.  I do hope September would be better, not too many weather disturbances and typhoons that clearly affect most parts of the archipelago.

I am in the middle of reading these wonderful books by Lily Zante, The Billionaire’s Love Story. They come in three boxed sets with three books in each one.  I am on the first series of the third set.  Although I am not much into reading love stories, these series are just hard to put down.  Suspense, mystery, family relationship, they have it all and love of course tops it all. These nine installments  vary in length, they are shorter by far compared to other serialized books, more of novellas.  I guess this is the first time I’ve read a love story in nine series.  I remember back in high school when I was addicted to those Mills and Boons books, I loved those with boss-employee relationships, the rags to riches, the various twists and turns but in the end, it will always be love ‘s triumph over adversities in life.  If you are looking for some light but lovely read, I recommend these books.

August is ending and September comes  near.  A nice weekend to all. Happy September days.

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It’s a sunny Wednesday morning here. Perfect time to spend a few moments in the garden. Yes, just harvested about half a kilo of calamansi (Philippine lime) and gave some to our neighbor.

I saw this lovely meme from one of my friend’s walls at Facebook early this morning. I smiled and thought of sharing it here.

Reading, my favorite activity since I was in high school. Back in my grade school days, we didn’t have a public library in the province and reading materials were  so few and far between. I became a voracious reader when I worked for almost three years during college at my university library as a student librarian.

If those studies are true, maybe I am in the right path. Of course I love listening to music but always, reading takes precedent.  I am on a leisurely read nowadays after finishing the 2018 Reading Challenge at Goodreads finishing 100 books. I am still trying to find good books. I no longer read self-help books, I’ve done that several years ago. I  now prefer historical fiction, sometimes contemporary and YA books too and occasionally some memoirs in between.  Lately I discovered a gifted British author of thrillers and suspense and finished reading two of his books. Presently, I am reading another book by Susan Mallery, an American author who is into romance , fiction and chick lit.  I love stories of families and their own struggles in life, the way they deal with adversities and how they triumph over them.  Though I am not much into romance books (sometimes they are so predictable), When We found Home seems to be a good one, a story of three half-siblings, mothered by three different women with a common father.

Does reading really reduces stress? I believe so.  Where can you find a place you’ve never been to but is so vivid in your mind? Where can you find characters that somehow you could relate to?  Have you traveled the world while reading books?

What are you reading now?

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The Sierra Madre Mountains of Tanay, Rizal. Took this shot last Dec. 27, 2009 – my first long trip after my last chemo! Nature-tripping is one of those things that I missed during the long months of treatment – the simple pleasure of enjoying the cool mountain breeze and just thanking God for the gift of health and wellness. Another chance to see clouds hovering above.

Yes I am always fascinated by clouds, those lovely figures up in the sky.

When we were young (my three brothers and I), we used to watch cloud formations especially when the sky  was bright or when it was about to rain. When you watch clouds (I still do), you could see different figures that sometimes travel fast  and dissolve fast too.

Clouds!

Sometimes, they make me smile and dream of big things. Sometimes, they make me wonder how far they travel. Sometimes, they make me think of what life is all about.

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