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Rhythm of the falling rain!
Just listen to the rhythm of the falling rain,
coming down like confetti from the sky,
singing us a soothing song of nature.
When it rains, I love to
watch the trees dance,
hear the children’s laughter as
they play in the rain and
jump in the puddles.
When I was young
I was so taken with those
lovey-dovey scenes in movies.
And I thought it was so romantic
to kiss your lover in the rain,
But in reality, we most likely
cuddle and watch TV,
play scrabble,
read a book,
or have a cup of coffee.
I love it when it rains.
Maybe it’s because
rain is not afraid of falling,
when it could no longer
hold it’s heaviness.
Our tears are just like rain.
And we have to let them flow freely
on days when our troubles
seemed too much to bear.
Just like the plants,
we’ll never grow if there’s no rain.
So let the rhythm of the falling rain
soothe and heal your soul!
Quote of the day – Diana Cortes
“There is magic in long-distance friendships. They let you relate to other human beings in a way that goes beyond being physically together and is often more profound.”
– Diana Cortes
PLANTastic CactUS!
It’s a scorcher!
It’s been unbearably hot and humid
for more than a week now.
My daughters thought it would be cool
to have their very own cactus
since it feels like we’re living in the desert.
My 11-year old chose the moon cactus,
just like her personality – reticent and artistic.
And my 6-year old picked one
that I do not even know what it’s called.
It’s a nice-looking succulent – fresh and pleasant,
that compliments her carefree and vibrant nature.
They both have such distinct personalities
like day and night.
I bet the little one will never stop
annoying her big sister.
And I wish for big sister loads of patience
to endure the never-ending nonsense.
But I pray they’ll grow to be
confident and resilient
yet gentle and kind,
always loving and caring for each other,
that they’ll show up in good times
and times of dry spell in life.
Alone, a cact-I.
Together, a cact-US.
May they be bosom friends forever!
Let the sea set us free!
Imagine we’re sailing happily together
out in the big blue sea
on a stolen sailboat from the yacht club.
We have to escape from the crazy life ashore.
No longer are we slaves to the technology tools
that are hijacking our minds.
Far away from traffic jams, mean bosses,
endless board meetings, and deadlines.
There’s absolute freedom in the open sea
where all our troubles are swept away
by strong winds and huge waves.
A place where we could hear our soul speaks to us
and set-sail our priorities in the right direction.
Time waits for no one and nothing stays forever.
What will remain is just the memories
of love and friendship from our
family and friends who have touched
our lives like the ocean waves.
Let the voice of the sea speak to us!
Let the sea set us free!
Time to PONDer
I have always been fascinated
by ponds – big, medium or small.
Some are natural, others may come
with lovely sculptures or refreshing fountains.
But, my favourite is the pond that has healthy
well-fed Koi swimming in it.
I visited a Catholic church recently and
I was delighted to see a beautiful pond
with a statue of Jesus Christ.
And when I took a closer look
I was thrilled to see a group of energetic
Koi swimming in the pond.
Just watching the Koi makes me glad.
I feel peace within and at the same time intrigued
by these amazing Koi, for they embody
a kind of quiet beauty and mystery.
And I can’t help but ponder
on the importance of
love, unity, and friendship.
Joke of the day – Just ignore it!
Are you trying to egg-nore me?
To all who are celebrating Diwali,
the festival of lights ;
A celebration of triumph
of light over darkness and good over evil,
A festival where thousands of oil lamps
will be illuminated throughout the night;
May the light of hope be there
when we seek it in our darkest hours;
May the light of faith be seen with our hearts
even when our eyes see only darkness;
Let us shine and share this beautiful light
with those around us;
Wishing you delightful moments and
overflowing joy this Diwali and always!
– NBC
The homeless man – NBC
The other day, I was walking behind this homeless man after getting a few things from the grocery store.
He’s most likely in his mid-thirties. He seemed normal and healthy and in no way inadequate though his clothes looked old and worn out. He often carries a plastic bag with what looked like the few essential items he possessed.
I often see him loitering about the vicinity where I lived. I wonder why he is homeless and if he had a family. I’m sure he has a life story to tell like everyone else.
There were a few occasions I saw him sitting in the playground nearby writing in a notebook. And he just kept on writing and writing.
Otherwise, he can be seen standing outside a 24-hour convenience store where he would place a plastic container for anyone who is willing to spare him some loose change. He seemed to have a kind of dignity and confidence in him that I could not explain, unlike most homeless persons I have met. I am sure he knew who his regular supporters were. After all, this is a very small suburb. And most long-time residents here respect and accept him for who he is.
Apart from that, he is self-sufficient and content to live his life this way. Once, we happened to be both queueing to buy food from a food truck. A four-wheel drive drove pass and stopped in front of us. A middle-aged woman winds down her the car window and handed the homeless man a bag of Chinese takeaway food. To my surprise, he told her in fluent Cantonese “No need, I have food today.” But the woman was persistent and said twice, “Take it, I bought it for you.” And again he told her no. The lady then drove away bewildered by the rejection from this homeless man.
Here is a person who I guess had not eaten a decent meal in at least a few years and I cannot help to think how often we are guilty of overindulgent when it comes to food.
There were days we too may feel just like this homeless man – unloved, lonely and disconnected. The only difference is that we have a place we can go to, which we call home.
My prayer for everyone is may we never end up like this homeless man. Life has its ups and downs and so often life seemed so unfair and our suffering unbearable. But in those times may we be grateful to have a roof over our heads and food on the table. And most of all to have our family or someone by our side, to love and to be loved cos at the end of the day love is all that matters.
A civet cat in my attic – NBC
Of late, we heard some strange noises in the attic. Over the past two years, our attic has become a birthing center for mother cats. Hubby had even bought a cat trap so we could catch the mother cats and take them to the animal shelter.
The strange noises were quite irritating. My daughters thought the noises were really spooky and find it too early still to celebrate Halloween. So, hubby climbed up the attic to have a look. It was quite dark up in the attic and with the flashlight, he saw something that looks like a cat. But then, he said it could be a “Musang” (commonly used term for civet cat).
He set the cat trap as how he normally does. And last night, we heard a loud ‘trap’ sound. And lo and behold, that’s indeed a Musang!. It looks rather catlike in appearance and it has a thickly furred long tail, small ears, and a pointed snout.
This is also the animal that produces the most expensive coffee in the world. In Indonesia these animals are known as “Luwaks“. If you have been to Indonesia, I’m sure you have heard of “Kopi Luwak“. It is also called cat poop coffee. This coffee is said to have been produced from the coffee beans which have been digested by the Luwak or civet cat. The price for a single cup of Kopi Luwak runs $35 to $80 and a one-pound bag of beans costs $100 to $600.
I have not tried this famous poop coffee because I am not willing to spend $35 or more for a cup of coffee. And I don’t think I would ever try it after reading the article in the national geographic.
This morning hubby called the Wildlife Department to come rescue this Musang. It’s a protected species and we better not think of keeping it as a pet or to use it to produce poop coffee, because should the authorities find out we could be slapped with a fine of up to $10,000.
So, farewell Musang friend. It was a pleasure meeting you!
How can we expect wild animals to survive if we give them nowhere in the wild to live?–
Anthony Douglas Williams
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