Everything has been going well so far... It is a great holidays, at least it ease my stress for a bit although it has been pouring non-stop since the Monsoon Cup was on... A tough fight for the participants this year i would say under sudden rain and shine conditions... I was hoping that something that I had hoped for a long time come true this year though it is going to end very soon... Still, my wish had not been fulfilled... Guess i should wait till the end of this year to conclude it..
I find pleasure in doing stuffs i had not done for quite a long time such as drawing... Building my passion back... Days passed by so silently i barely knew that it is already 12th today... Still hoping that something more exciting could happened... I love adventures... However, i could not really expect much because of the sleepy hollow condition in this part of the country...
I have observed insects carrying on their lives... The ants are forever dragging along dead insect carcasses to their nest. Moving back and forth... No wonder the soil is always filled with their footsteps... Thus, the soil itself become alive with all the movements going on it... Bees collect their usual 'milk', the sweet nectar... 'milking' them from jutted flowers overflowed with pollen granules... the wind at the back of my compound was as fresh as the scent of meadows... no matter where i travel, i always find the wind that blew at this very spot, the most comforting breeze... Dad had moulded it into a miniature farm/an orchard, looks like half half to me... sadly, there are no more rambutan trees... dad chopped them off cause they were threatening to claw off the roof top with their branches... now the ample space was filled with maize plants and banana trees... not that bad... but i missed the smell of soil under the rambutan trees... a little soothing and magical smell... the soil was fat that time... it degrades now that there are no more shady coverings... Never mind that, as i am able to taste dad's crop- sweet corn which ripen just in time after i came back... yum yum...^^
freshly plucked sweet corn
dad's miniature blend of orchard + plantation farm
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