An antique carriage from Ilocos Norte Museum
Got a wedding invitation a few days back and I simply thought, as I Iook at the couple’s photo and amidst all the other marriages happening in my circle, I think that marriage, is not always for the deeply inlove, more fittingly, it is for those who are content and ready.
colours of summer
Remembering the homeless elderly of Lualhati.
Stationed by the sea.
Here’s another journal entry. I thought Id write about my current state and a cactus always appealed to me. At one point, I thought I am akin to its existence.
-T
created by my unsteady hands,
born in my heart; elephant love.
It has been months since I last visited the beach. And everyone knows the kind of excitement I harbor within whenever I think about going away from the city. I wrote this quickly on my journal as I anticipate a reunion with nature.
I wrote this down with a smile in my heart:
Tomorrow I’ll be drowning in the embrace of the seas, I’ll be kissing back sun rays and count midnight stars by the seashore.
Beaches of La Union, we shall hold hands again.-T
original photo and copy:TAV
because life is like that.
Llama love. Behavioral fact: Spitting is a resort to discipline the unruly ones in the herd.
photo originally from fujimagari blog
these age-old artifacts are priced art pieces from the Ifugao people. The maestro and national Artist, BenCab has an extensive collection of these Ifugao sculptures.
