(In Loving Memory of My Lola, the real plant lady) One of the few things I've been loving lately is taking care of plants. I thought plants are for the old souls but-- oh wait-- I am an old soul. But then, I was never a "plant-lady". I have always believed that my green thumb is imaginary. E.g. Cactus died on me back then, and a bamboo plant I bought all the way from Vigan almost stop producing leaves weeks after putting it in my office. So I thought that maybe gardening and planting aren't my thing. But... I just had a change of heart (more of a change of place) when we transferred to a new house and my room has a small beautiful veranda in front. The terrace looked suitable for growing some plants so I decided to put up a little garden. I kind of feel the place looked empty without greens and reds, and also some pinks. So I shrugged off my brown thumb and answered nature's call (Planting and gardening, that is.) Good thing my lola was a pl...
Cupid's month has flown leaving TrAcEs of LoVe heart to heart... side by side... blessed by the Most High. As I look at the light of love, I SEE companionship... ... beauty and friendship child-like happiness (memories of INNOCENCE) To love is to get FAT together because lovers that dine together -- stay together. Never forget the dessert. Don't underestimate the power of sweetness. always L OO K at each other's EYES no matter how G OO GLY R-E-A-D EACH other's soul d3coD3 tH3 unSp0k3n w0rDs and always always always always always say I LOVE YOU.