Happy Sunday hiver friends,
Let me bring you here in the garden of Na Ebings where the memories of my childhood is preserved. Preserve just like her flowers still blooms. The garden is there as long as I can remember, it lies at the center of the rice fields and next to the irrigation.
As I always pass this road, I always take pride to take breath. Its a favorite spot of mine here in my place. Most of her specie is the orange daisy. Thats what I got from her since there was bunch of it that was not picked up by the buyer from yesterday. She said they were not in the house when the customer came. She give it all to me.
I had a little chitchat with Na Ebings about lifes. I used a little bit of hand sign as I talk, her daughter in law says, she has a little hearing problem this days she said perhaps its about the aging and the prolonged stays in the open while the sun is hot clearing her garden with grass.
We talked in her hut inside the garden. Its the best spot to relax. If only I have more time to spare.
I asked if I could take photos of her garden once more. She let me be saying, there are others who come for the same. I bid goodbye with her and her grandkids who run so fast outside, Na Ebings followed the kid who giggles after running more steps ahead of her. Gladly the kid stopped we are near the canal and its not safe for him run. I helped a little to stop the excited kiddo.
I bid goodbye many times and said many thank yous as she couldn't her me clearly. Here I put the flowers at the back of the motorcycle I drive home. It was a beautiful day.
Bye for now. See you next time.
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