
28 April 2006
OLD FRIENDS ARE LIKE OLD WINE

25 April 2006
REMEMBERING THE FALLEN'








18 April 2006
AN EASTER REVUE

Am I being fearful of days when I/we would be short of cash, jobless and under concession (government aid)?
Am I being terrified of what people would say? Am I being worried more of things that are temporary?
Am I not free? Am I at the brink of insanity? These were questions of penance, is suppose, that lingered on until the end of the easter weekend.
Last night, we watched a movie called V, and apart from all the other scenes which were totally forgettable/ludicrous, there was a scene that really grabbed me by the throat. Natalie Portman was imprisoned, stripped, shaved, interrogated, floored down, etc. to the point where she willed to give her life in lieu of the truth. When she was ready to die and give it all, she felt free - for she finally reached that reality than there is more to being just alive. Values such as heroism, love and honor, freedom.
In the celebration of the Easter week, I was again reminded that there is more to life than these. The magic of the flowers I captured above, during the International Flower Melbourne Exhibition last week, reveals it all.
Peace!
11 April 2006
LIVING LA VIDA LOCA LOCA
Hi everyone... thanks for dropping by and leaving comments and suggestions. Really appreciated. I am still alive!!! I've finally found time to update my blog. So busy these days.
For the past weekends we went to three different trash and treasure markets to get rid of unwanted and trashy stuff that we have identified in the house. This is sooo good. And I really enjoyed selling stuff for dollars and cents. I can't believe what people can sell and buy. I also discovered that I am a very natural seller - and I enjoy talking to all sort of people in the market. So we decided this will be a good way of getting rid of stuff, plus we earn some funds for our house renovation like paints and stuff!!
We also started clearing up one room and repainting it. Originally the room was used as a study and the color was horribly green, as in pale dark green like the girl scouts uniform. I've always hated this color since it makes the room really dark and so constricting. We decided to repaint it with alabaster white, with bright pastel yellow as a wall feature and a sunny orange spot on the fireplace wall. The result is fabulously amazing. Really changed the atmosphere and the setting of the room. Well, I will be talking about this more since we plan to do the rooms with different thematic colors.
Last Sunday, we went to the Internatioal Flower Festival held every year in Melbourne. It was amazing. As I really love flowers, I took more that a hundred photos and the following are some of them. Hope you enjoy as well.








After days of labor and toil, the sight of these magnificent flowers just lifted up my spirits and made me alive again !!! It was really worth going to that show.
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