Come Let Us Celebrate

I'd done reading all of my January TBR (need to re-read Darling to write a post on it in February) and already started on my February TBR. The last book for my January TBR will be on this blog in  a few more days. I am super excited about that last book!

I made a promise earlier on this year that i will take at least one picture everyday and post some of my favourite for my month's highlight on this blog. So, i'll be doing that for this post. Celebrating littlest things in life.

I didn't make it to Siem Reap with my colleagues on the second week of this month, and i can't modify my flight bookings, because Airasia's Website gave me the puffed page. Wasted money there. Should be more diligent. I know.

Trying to form a habit by taking my dusk pictures everyday at 6.30 pm (or around that time). That's the view from my back balcony in Kuching. Behind those trees is a main road heading up to Serian. I am grateful for the trees to liven up my idea of living by the nature (resorts like. hahaha)

My favourite colour is green. Its pretty obvious, right?  The last picture (of green house) is the sulap on the hill at Mibang in my hometown, Ranau. Its very windy up there and i miss the place terribly.

The pictures are settled nicely in collage by a Picture Collage Apps.

February, come closer. More reasons to celebrate life. Chinese New Year and Valentine's. Cheers!

sunny memories

plants on my windowsill

my weekend was sunny. went out with the GF to get her baking supplies. she's giddy with excitment to bake cupcakes. her report this morning of her sunday's attempt at cupcakes is all sunny.

the wildflowers (of plants on my windowsill) remind me of childhood. of times (seems like yesterday.. mmmm..), me gathered the same wildflowers and bunga rumput malaysia, and put those in a vase of pot sardin king cup. i remember being happy and satiated. watching it wilted and rush to gather some more. sunday morning was my favourite, because i got morning off daily chores and put flowers on my favourite pet's grave. (the whole of our backyard is a graveyard). that considering, a shortlived tadpoles got a proper burials. no wonder mom's vegetables flourish with no aid of chemical fertilizer.

i am reading To The Hilt by Dick Francis. if i really can do whatever i want, wherever. will i do what i'm doing now, here?. or should i rather do something else, somewhere? what is it that i really want in life? is this the kind of life i want to live?

maybe a simple life on a mountainside will do. and i'll put that on hold for a few more years to let fate shows me the way around. so God, steer.