Friday, 9 December 2011

Toiled and Moiled...(2)

i've just discovered the new way to experience serenity
it's the serenity of life in the field
i bathed in the luxury of life as my new hoe chopped ...
and removed weeds around my vigorous young trees

birds and bees kept me entertained with their endless chirps and hums
butterflies and dragonflies hovered over me ...
clear blue sky dotted with white puffy clouds ... was over my head
soft fertile soil ... was beneath my booted feet

i inhaled the lovely scent of freshly cut grass and weeds
was kissed passionately by the scorching tropical sun
as i removed the weeds from the soil

no explanations

free from children's screams
and... the best of all...
away from the boss' frowns

Toiled and Moiled (1) is here.

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Wednesday, 7 December 2011

Diary of A Tree (1) ...

All life begins with a seed. So do I.

When the seed germinated, my small root began to grow downward and my shoot grow upward. When the shoot broke the surface, I was called a 'sprout'.

I used water and nutrients from the soil along with sunlight and air to grow and change into a 'seedling'. At this stage, I was a small plant with few leaves that was vulnerable to the elements. Those few stages of my life taken place at a huge nursery specialising in germinating and cultivating rubber saplings.

My friends and I were transported from the nursery which is about half
an hour's drive from our new home, the farm, in a vintage Toyota.

We (all 580 of us) were planted on Monday, July 25, 2011 by
our owner's dad and brother, Chai. Sadly, as many as hundreds of my friends needed to be replaced with healthier vigorous seedlings as they couldn't withstand the test of time and some due to incompatible soil and heat intolerance.

Our life wasn't a bed of roses. We have to compete with weeds for moisture, nutrients and sunlight. Thus, our boss has to apply commercial weed killer when we're barely one month old. And another round of herbicide was applied as my friends and I were swarmed and entwined by some notorious weeds and vines. This time, it took my boss three whole days to complete the spraying, i.e. from November 26 to 28, 2011. 

Subsequently,  after a quite intensive weeding by hands and hoe on December 2 and 3, 2011 our rows are in fine shape, with only some stubborn growths in between the rows that managed to elude the herbicide. 

Concurrently, we were fed with grains of fertilizer.
Thanks you know, the amount of nutrients in the soil is dwindling.

First account recorded on December 7, 2011 at 3.00 p.m.
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Monday, 5 December 2011

Toiled and Moiled...

Hi everyone? How's your weekend? Hope you've a great one.
As for me, I spent the past two days under the scorching tropical sun.
Ooops! Don't get me wrong... I wasn't away on a holiday at a secluded beach.
I wasn't basking under the Goan sun. I wasn't sunbathing in exotic Bali.

Image credit.

Apparently, I was toiling on a patch of land...the size of a postage stamp in the last two days.
It's the race against weeds. Yes! You heard me right. Weeds found their way into our patch
much sooner than we found time to get rid of them. Weeds were everywhere.
They were around the young and vigorous saplings.. they were on the barbed fence...
and they even had the courage to entwine the helpless young trees.

Under the scorching December sun, both of us ... my life partner and I toiled over the
tiny patch from nine to seven. At the end of the day, we're soaking wet ...
hobbling home in sweat drenched clothes.
Ultimately, after toiling and moiling on the farm all day, both of us feasted on
 my mom's divine delectable home cooked food.

See you again in the next race... against weeds.
Till then...keep me close in your heart!

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Wednesday, 30 November 2011

Wednesday the Winsday ...

Of fruits, cakes, candles... lots of love and anniversary ...

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Saturday, 26 November 2011

Kathina 2011...กฐิน ๒๐๑๑

It was two weeks ago when I last updated my blog.
I'm back...and very sorry to have placed my blog status as 'temporarily abandoned'!
In this entry, I'd love to share a cultural and religious activity.
Yes! You've heard me correctly. It's about Kathina (กฐิน)!

If you're unsure what Kathina is, please click here or here for further information.
It's never my intention to have a lengthy explanation here on Kathina.
I'm more inclined to show you our family-get-together in performing the holy rite.

And ... another vital message to be conveyed and understood by all ...
... is to be aware of some thing we are undertaking is Buddhist way of doing things which is technically called Right Understanding. There is more chance for Right Understanding when Right Mindfulness is present...(Bhikkhu Dhammasami)

So...let's savour the colourful pictures of the ceremony...

From the Sengsuwans ...

An array of religious paraphernalia ...

Meticulously prepared...

Specially wrapped ...


Books...beautifully wrapped...

The little princess who joined in the ceremony ...

The two beloved mom and her sis...

Waiting ...

The prince and princess...

The entourage led by the big dad ...

Taking great steps up the holy site...the century-old 'phra ubosodh'

The three great men...hubby, son and dad


Son ...

Some of the clan members ...

The grand 'giving'...


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Friday, 11 November 2011

Our Wedding Anniversary ...

Our wedding was many years ago. 
The celebration continues to this day. 
~Gene Perret

Wowww ... We are married for 17 years today. Seventeen years! And we dated two years to the month before that. Thus, we've been together as a couple for 19 years. 

And, this year's anniversary is special. Its uniqueness lies in the date...11-11-11.  
This mystical date does hold some significance for those who believe in the date's supernatural abilities. 11:11 holds a certain mystique, and kissing a clock at that time is said to bring good luck. What's more if the clock is to be replaced with a man...the man who's been with me for almost two decades...

Seventeen years ago today, I was in The Little House on the Hill, surrounded by my family and friends. I was about to marry the man of my dreams. He was smart, good-looking, brilliant, thoughtful, loving and kind. I was head over heels in love with him.

There’s lots of things with which I’m blessed since we got married. We’d gotten a few cars. We’d moved back to his hometown from the city. We had bought a house, and we are raising a son and daughter.

He’s still all of those wonderful things that made me want to spend my life with him. Seventeen years on, I love him more than ever. It’s been a seventeen-year with ups and downs, triumphs and tribulations, joy and sorrow.

Happy Anniversary, dear hubby.
Thank you for the past 17 years.
I love you.

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Thursday, 10 November 2011

Loy Krathong Festival...

 Loy Krathong Festival would take place this evening, the full moon
of the 12th month in the traditional Thai lunar calendar.
Buddhists of varied ages would congregate at rivers,
lakes and waterways to perform the holy ritual.

Since I've never shared the pictures taken during the last year's celebration, I would love to 'flood' this entry with the fabulous 'krathongs' pictures taken by no other than our family's official photographer, my brilliant brother, Chai.

All these fresh-looking krathongs are made from organic materials. So, don't worry...they won't pollute the waters.

This year's pictures will be made available soon... I promise...

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