Carpe Diem Theme Week 4 (3) Latifa Prayer “I desire”

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Our only son is getting married to the lady of his desire and we’re all so happy. We’re all coming from different parts of the world to celebrate this event. We know we’re not losing a son, but we’re gaining a daughter and it’s lovely to see them together. So here’s wishing them all the best for their future.

Desire of our hearts
Bright future to the couple
Best wishes and cheers!

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For: Carpe Diem Theme Week 4 (3)

Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille May 11th 2016 the circle of life

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He took his great granddad’s watch from the drawer and looked at it one last time. He wore it on his wedding, a pocket silver watch from 1919, with a silver chain and a silver medal at the end. The medal was won by his great granddad from rugby and it still has the encryption of his name and the year. Ah, great legacy! Now that the son is getting married in two weeks’ time, he thought of passing this silver watch to him. He’s looking forward to seeing his son wore it on his wedding.

An old silver watch
Passed on by his great granddad
The son will have it

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For: Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille May 11th 2016 the circle of life

Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille April 13th 2016

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what a mystery
leaves falling year after year
without mourning

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Time is wonderful. It helps us ease our pain, some bad memories and our heartache. They are still there, but as the days pass by, the sensation dulls. It’s nature’s way of dealing with them and let us continue with our day to day activities, without mourning. When my father passed away, it was like the world has ended. It made me feel vulnerable and has come face to face with my own mortality. That we all go in the end, no matter what age, how healthy or active we are, whatever our lifestyle. It also made me change my attitude, my belief, my priorities and my way of life. I live each day like it’s the last day on earth. I love with passion, give generously to people who needs them, as well as my time to people that matters, sort my priorities and enjoy life and what it offers.

Life carries on
Live each day like a last day
Love with passion

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

For: Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille April 13th 2016

B&P’s Shadorma & Beyond – The ‘Aware’ – Childhood Memories

If the haiku is the understanding of the inner meaning of a moving moment (or a-ha moment) in an event … the haibun answers some of the questions of how one got to that inner meaning of the moving moment. The Japanese  word for this  inner meaning (or a-ha moment is known) as aware (pronounced ah-WAR-ay) or the spirit of the moment or object etc.

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We all have them. Our childhood memories – the innocence of youth. The time when we just played or messed around, when we had to go to school or play in the street. When we were free of responsibilities and worries. We remembered our games, our playground, our playmates, the laughter, falling out with some of them but being friends again after 10 minutes and most of all, the fun.

One, two, three, you’re “it”
The innocence of childhood
Youthful memories

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For: B&P’s Shadorma & Beyond – The ‘Aware’ – March 12, 2016

Saturday Night at the Opera

Daily Prompt – Tell us about the most exciting big night out you had recently.

Early this year, we had our special night. As a surprise Christmas present, Him Indoors gave me two tickets for the opera. Of course, I took him with me. I wore my new red dress and he wore his tweed jacket, a white shirt and a red and blue tie. We went out for a meal, a Bavarian restaurant in the city centre. I had some cordon blue and Him Indoors had snitzel, together with a wheat beer for me and a lager for Him. Then we walked around town, the Christmas market was gone, but some stands were still there, selling warm mulled wine and pretzels. We reached the National Theatre, still quite early, so we took some photos of the area, with all the lights. We went in, we ordered 2 glasses of Chardonnay and sat at the table with a long stem of fresh red rose. The bell rang and the opera started. It was “La Boheme” by Puccini. The orchestra was practicing their tunes, people coming in the theatre and the whole place was wonderful. We had great seats at the parquet, near the orchestra pit, at the middle. The opera was great – Mimi, Rodolfo, Marcelo and Muzetta – they were all brilliant. I ended up in tears when Mimi died. A great night, indeed!

It was “La Boheme”
The pleasure it offered us
Music was superb

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

 

For: Saturday Night and #MySundayPhoto – Sheffield Park

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“Time Flies If You Have Fun”

Schools’ out for summer
Playing, running and swimming
Childhood memories

When I was young, summer was my favourite season. The sun was out, flowers bloomed and everything was bright and beautiful. It was the time we played outside all day (until our parents called us for dinner), cycled around our village, and seek our adventure in all places. We also swam in creeks and lakes, climbed trees, ate fruit we picked, played hide and seek. On other days, we played patintero (try to cross my line without letting me touch or catch you), tumbang preso (hit the can), piko (hopscotch) or luksong-tinik (lit. jump over the thorns of a plant). Sometimes we rented some bikes and circled around our neighbourhood. It was a happy childhood.

Summer is still my favourite season. I love it when we could be lazy and not do anything. Or staying in the garden and drinking some cold drinks, listening to the birds singing. I love our garden, full of lavenders, roses, dahlias, petunias, sunflowers, and the three tortoises walking around their fenced paradise half of our garden (spoiled pets!). I also love it when we cycle to different beer gardens and parks, or go to the mountains to walk or swim in the lakes.

A warm summer day
Watching the ducks in the lake
Cycling to the park

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For: Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, January 13th 2016. Also for: five minute friday :: time

Carpe Diem #891 joy of living

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Last night was a special night for us. As a surprise Christmas present, Him Indoors gave me two tickets for the opera. Of course, I took him with me. I wore my new red dress and he wore his tweed jacket, a white shirt and a red and blue tie. We went out for a meal, a Bavarian restaurant in the city centre. I had some cordon blue and Him Indoors had snitzel, together with a wheat beer for me and a lager for Him. Then we walked around town, the Christmas market was gone, but some stands were still there, selling warm mulled wine and pretzels. We reached the National Theatre, still quite early, so we took some photos of the area, with all the lights. We went in, we ordered 2 glasses of Chardonnay and sat at the table with a long stem of fresh red rose. The bell rang and the opera started. It was “La Boheme” by Puccini. The orchestra was practicing their tunes, people coming in the theatre and the whole place was wonderful. We had great seats at the parquet, near the orchestra pit, at the middle. The opera was great – Mimi, Rodolfo, Marcelo and Muzetta – they were all brilliant. I ended up in tears when Mimi died. A great night, indeed!

It was “La Boheme”
The pleasure it offered us
Music was superb

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

 

For: Carpe Diem #891 and Tale Weaver #47 – a Night Out

Skiing – Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille

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Many moons ago, when HRH the son was around 4, we decided to have a skiing holiday in Austria. It was a really nice skiing resort and the son had free skiing lessons in the children’s club for 4 days. That meant, Him Indoors and I had some free time to ourselves. The sun was shining, snow covered the hills and mountains, leaves had fallen and such a bright day. We walked around and watched the son and the other children learned to ski. We watched other people skiing and snow-boarding.

Leaves had fallen
On a cold and snowy day
Wonderful winter

(c) ladyleemanila 2015

 

For: Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille December 30th 2015

Christmas in the Philippines

It was the first time that Him Indoors went to the Philippines. Everything was new for him. The heat, the traffic, all the families and relatives and friends who were all excited to have met him at last, some customs and traditions. Especially at this time of the year – it was Christmas time! But where was the snow, the cold, the turkey, minced pies, Christmas pudding? Surely, it didn’t feel like Christmas to him, as he was swimming in the sea, as he was stuck in the traffic, as he was unbearably hot, as he was having a barbeque at a beach on Christmas Day. Children were singing Christmas carols with their homemade instruments of bamboos, smashed up tin cans held by wires. People were hearing mass at dawn. And for food, they were all Filipino food like adobo, lumpia, kesong bilog, cured ham, leche flan, suman, bibingka, puto bumbong. And on Christmas Eve, people heard mass on midnight and had their “Noche Buena” – the evening meal and that was when they exchanged gifts.

No snow, not feel right
Christmas in the Philippines
Barbeque on beach
People having fun all day
Lots of people everywhere

 

For: Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille and Tale Weaver 44: Tradition!