I started the day early walking to mass. Before 7 am, I was already doing my share of gardening, uprooting and transplanting plants into new, larger pots. I worked with ferns and bouganvillas.
Those red earthern pots were qute heavy, what more filled with soil. I lined up several just outside the gate, into the sidewalk, to spruce up the front of the house, sans formal landscaping. The neighbour to the right has a well maintained front landscape, and the one to the left has nothing outside but a huge macopa tree just inside the fence.
The village landscaper, above, sells an assortment of plants and lawn accessories. The prices are steep.
The street sweeper has been gone since the change in village association officers took place in January 1st, so nowadays, homeowners tend to the piece of street fronting their residences.
It's a good morning exercise. But it's more a horror during summer.
Luckily, the summer in this part of Metro Manila has been kinder to us. Morning and afternoon breeze continue to pass our houses, and way.
Right after transporting pots, I repaired the bamboo fencing above the concrete fence separating us from the neighbour. And swept every piece of twig, leaf and root which littered the area.
At eleven o'clock, I was ready to conk out. I packed my "waling tingting," dust pan, the mini spade, pair of scissors, bamboo sticks, and cleaned the mess I created.
I was ready to pass out; it was my blood sugar falling down. But then I remembered, I had three pieces of boiled saguing na saba at around 8:30; it was digested already.
Lunch was pocherong dalag with green mango, and dessert was a piece of hard, sugar free candy.
Napping didn't come handy although I was tired. But at five p.m, I just closed my eyes and went out.
The next time I knew it, it was 12 midnight.
I went out to the back to unleash the dog Shadee whom I moved there this morning. She protested moving back to the front, but after talking to her and a quick massage, she obliged.
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