If you’re a new reader, I’ll tell you something that everyone else probably knows already — I take photos everyday. Well, almost everyday. I have to make exceptions for the days when I was sick like that time when a horrid (kidding!) doctor took out my gall bladder and I felt my mortality a hundred ... (more)

Our gardener — a manang who comes around daily cut the grass in the garden so close to the soil that I wondered if she intended to kill the grass. I don’t say much to her, really, except to point out which shrubs and bushes cannot — under any circumstance — be pulled out referring, of course, to my herbs and spices. It is Speedy who discusses the gardening with her.





















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