Afternoons at home
Rare are the afternoons when I have idle time for myself. But yesterday was something else. There arrived an unexpected blessing—a pocket of sweet time when I had nothing to do. As soon I parked the car, I greeted my mother in her room, interrupting her Netflix viewing. I headed out to the living room. The sun was glorious but not scathing. Photographers call the late tropical afternoons the golden hour. I went back to my desk to grab the camera, whose existence I only recall when I travel. I jolted Paul from his nap. "Dali na!" I said. He yawned, stretched, and trailed me. After three years, we've figured out his body language. He was waiting for a treat, a belly rub, or some play time that involves an old tennis ball—or all of the above. "Hulat lang, Paul, ha?" I speak to him like I would to a three-year old. Nanay's small garden is a place of tranquility. You'd hear birds chirping. You'd see nests on top of the tree. They must feel saf...
Hello, Lance! of course!my blog naman needs a new look for the year ;)
ReplyDeleteThe phone? GOsh! Yes, I know, I have to be extra careful. REmember Maelyn? She already "lost" her phone thrice!The first was really lost, the next two were grabbed from her...:(
Is that the pathway in front of the Eng'g building? I wonder if people still take that "shortcut" route after last year's incident...
I'm not sure if my comment was published... coz I don't see it here... anyway, I kinda replied to it naman in my blog na rin.
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Lance! of course!my blog naman needs a new look for the year ;)
The phone? GOsh! Yes, I know, I have to be extra careful. REmember Maelyn? She already "lost" her phone thrice!The first was really lost, the next two were grabbed from her...:(
Hello the picture was taken from quezon city, not manila!
ReplyDeleteBaguiobean: Maybe what he meant was Metro "Manila"... hehe...
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