My Mother’s Favorite.

My love for nature came from my mother, especially with the flowers… oh, how she loved them. Among her favorites were the orchids – we had several of them in our garden when she was still living. She’s been gone …

The Fallen Leaves.

Since ours is a place filled different trees and plants, I grew up watching my mother and my aunt sweeping the whole yard off with dried leaves almost everyday. And now that they’re both gone, the task was left to …

Life: A Metamorphosis.

Metamorphosis: A transformation or a transition… a cycle or a phase. A change. All these tantamount to one absolute matter that is called life. Everyday, everything in this world is changing. And amidst at these one needs to look hard …