As you can see, our small garden at home is in full bloom (even if the print on my shirt displays bones, though green): the red santan and white and yellow flowers of the lollipop plant.
I thrifted this pair ages ago, and have always seen the Couber. G label on racks. I love how sturdy they look. Plus I miss the mustard yellow and brown laces from my childhood.
I wonder why these flowers or the plant that produce them are called lollipops. They look more like corn, no?
Blurred in front of me is oregano.
I’ve never really had a green thumb. Remember your grade school practical arts projects? I think the only plant that thrived under my fingers were the kataka-taka (which only need leaves to reproduce)!
Here are the branches of the balete (which grew down roots from the air) waiting to be taken by the garbage truck.
Isn’t it strange that left unattended, trees grow out of control while wooden houses inevitable fall in pitiful disrepair?
I don’t know about you, but I still prefer full-grown plants to potted ones.
I still can’t help but feel sorrow for the bonsai. What more plants “thriving” in terrariums (terraria?).
Though if you think about it, wood and leaves are just made of the same carbon.
And leather came from the skin of animals. (As rubber came from plants.)
But enough with the chemistry and biology (subjects I wasn’t particularly good at, though I liked them – just not as much as physics).
Here I am at our “backyard”, where the tamarind and palm I planted more than a decade ago (together with the old avocado) are taller than houses. And where their spawn nonchalantly grow in concrete cracks.
No, not like pimples from sebaceous glands.
There are plans to extend and renovate the house.
Soon, I’ll be stepping not just on more gravel, but more cut branches and leaves.
Where oh where will I have my next pictures taken? lol
Not that we can afford the delay, since the (1980s) house really is crumbling. And the floods are not that far away.
With the trees go the birds and their songs in the morning.
I will have to find other places to draw inspiration from.
Shade under which I can write, and think, and read.