Monday, June 28, 2010

Caleruega Sunday

One morning, melancholy struck me. Therefore these photos. And therefore the captions.


The code consists in noticing
the particular shade of the staircase
Occassionally giving way
to the emotions



All your hours are taken
walking through the streets,
trying to find a warm place
that's safe for you to sleep






The sunlight falls upon you gently
like early spring snow on the crocuses
and you become sunshine.






Sorrow is better than laughter;
for by the sadness of the face the heart is made good




The woods are lovely, dark, and deep
But I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep
And miles to go before I sleep




"You've crossed the the chasm deep and wide,
Why build you this bridge at eventide?"



If you smile through your pain and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
You'll see the sun shining through
For you.





Who has seen the wind?
Neither I nor you
But when the leaves hang trembling,
The wind is passing through






With angel eyes, just look inside
At all this love I never want to lose
See me through


The 'morrow looms stark, resurrection
Blessed with liberty





Embodying the innocence
that i've since lost,
but if I could recapture for a moment
I'd pay the highest cost




There's something about water
and the never ending cycle that comes close to life



It's time to try defying gravity.
Kiss me goodbye, I'm defying gravity.




As I wandered the forest,
the green leaves among,
I heard a wild flower
Singing a song.




In the morning I went
As rosy as morn
To seek for new joy;
But O! met with scorn.





There is no fear in taking the first step
or the second
or the third
...
In fact the top can be reached without disaster




Alone everywhere, all the time, for as long as I can remember
Alone with my family, alone with my friends
Alone in a room full of people


Can a flower love a color
if a color came down from the blue, blue sky
Would the white daisy look up
and wink a daisy eye?

A photograph is something to
adorn a desk or wall
or carry in a pocket and
display to one and all.

Red.
The color of energy and passion
Feeling love or anger, red is what you see.
Take a moment and think about your actions.

Yellow.
The beautiful, bright color of the sun.
Walk forward with wisdom and agility.



I am waiting for the day
that maketh all things clear
and I am waiting
for Alice in Wonderland


And I am waiting
for the storms of life to be over
And I am waiting
to set sail for happiness





Remember, clouds, like the river, are water
So, gladly reflect them too,
in your own tranquil depths.

In my life where everything was wrong
something finally went right.
Now there's two less lonely people
in the world tonight.


Saturday, June 26, 2010

Weekend at Sierra Madre



Meeting new friends could mean so much fun, especially when they invite you to places you've never been to to attend the birthday celebration of a person you don't know. And because it's his birthday, everything is free - food, lodging, and the chance to explore his marvelous Resort. Yes, this is the birthday celebrator's resort. Welcome to Sierra Madre.



The hanging bridge made me smile despite having to wake up early.






This frightened me so much that I slipped on my first step. Almost killed my toe nail.




Greens.





Where there are mountains, there'll be pine trees.




Soaking wet. Naaahh. Morning dew. :)






They say we had to go the extra mile. One mile too many.





I cannot see what his eyes can so I settled with taking a picture of him.




Lone flower with its leaves almost soaking with dew





Mountains lead you to more mountains.





The journey has just begun.





I though they were violet.




Budding photographer. Yiiii! :)





Melancholic sight





The morning dew made me wake up at 5AM. Crazy. Beautiful.





"Though the trees around me are tall, you won't fail to notice my striking colors."





Family meeting so early in the morning





She loves 'em flowers.




Life. Simplicity. Serenity.




Jolly bee happy





Green, green, and more green!





This somehow touched my heart.





If you've forgotten how beautiful life is, look at these creatures. :)





The master and the yellow beauties.





I wish I have a garden this rich.





This made me miss my childhood. :(





"Catch me if you can."




One foggy morning...for us.





"Poems are made by fools like me, but only God can make a tree."




Little bird, what's your weather forecast?




Uhm, I don't know what this is called. Hehe.




Even with the silhouette, you can see a happy face. :)




He was hopeless to get a signal.



Inspired by Karati Kid II



They're creative that way. :)



This is actually a fight scene.



They look like flying ipis to me. Hehe.



"Block my lay up man!"



I had two cups of coffee that morning, but to no avail.





Masarap ba yan 'teh?



She also wonders...



He looked annoyed, but he wasn't, really.




The camera loves....umh...him...or her. Hehe.





This kid is a cutie and her mom's just as eager as me to have her picture taken.



Truth is, he doesn't know why he's there.



Yummy. Refreshing.



Baby, be thankful for having a loving big bro.



She's sick but she's happy.





"Why so downcast, oh my soul?"




So serious, eh?





There's something burdensome about the way they both look.





You gotta envy the innocence on his face.




Children are colorful creatures. Wait 'til they get older.