Would you believe. I found the flowers above inside the cemetery, near the grave of a woman who died in 1980. At first it wasn't the flowers that took my attention while I was walking around the cemetery this morning. It was the picture near the headstone, which seemed extraordinarily brilliant. It seemed as though she was alive. I wondered how she died. Did she know how she died? It must have been really sad, to die and not to know why you died. I wonder how her family must have felt. If I were one of them, how would I have grieved?

But in the cemetery, there is only silence. And more questions.

I walked around and noticed some grasses at the back of the crucifix where they wrote her name and when she died. There were tiny flowers there, among them are the two I photographed and posted above. I remembered stories about flowers blossoming after death of people--legendary flowers they are, and quite amazing ones. Would they be as beautiful had they grown somewhere else?

This is how red bells look like late afternoon, close to nighttime and while raining. It was still very wet today when I went out of the house with my camera in hand. The madam asked jokingly if I have moved from "pornographer" to "flower photographer". I just laughed it off--I know the madam very well not to take offense on some of her jokes.

Anyways, to madam and my friends who read this blog, "pasensya muna". Next post, no more flowers. Promise.

A hundred dismal years from birth 'til now
spent on waiting,
waiting,
waiting...




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My model's name is Dexter, five years old, and one in a bunch of kids who enjoy playing hide and seek in the cemetery. In one of my visits there, I found the kids just goofing around. They begged me to take pictures of them. And I did. I took some stuff from the cemetery too. I posted some in my blog. Click here to see the pics.

I will pray for you and with you...
Always and forever, milord.

Sorry for the delay. I wasn't feeling really well the weekend. I had fever and had to relax for a bit. Per advice, I stayed away from my laptop the whole time. I drowned on a lot of pills and ate a lot. Courtesy of the madam who is now looking very plump but treats us very well, for which I am very thankful. The madam has a reputation for being solidly strong and hard to please. She gets irritable often. But at times she's uber and extra considerate. Especially when I'm sick. She gives me good food and tells me nice jokes. Just like what she did last week (thanks a lot, madam). I am now okay and feeling better.

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Anyways, here's a lighter image from the park last week. I forgot the names of these girls. They chased me when they saw I had a camera, asking me to take pics of them. (You really won't have any problem taking pics of kids here. You won't need to ask them. They will ask you. And they will pose to please you.)



Thanks, kids.

I thought of coming up with a new banner for a fresher and livelier look. The one I'm using now is the new one. The image to the ----->right is the mini version of my old layout, which I had been using since I started this blog. It was good and I am going to keep it somewhere here as a memory of how my site looked like the first time I published it. (Thanks Jill and Niel!)

I may be doing more and more of this in the months to come. I will continue to do photos too, if I can. Workwise, it's getting livelier and busier, which is good but may mean that I may not be awake enough to get to wherever I go to take photos for this blog. But it's okay.

This one's an accidental shot: