Flowers to convey your feelings

Roses is not the only flowers with special meanings. Other variety flowers have the same meanings just like it. In the Victorian era they would use flowers to convey their feelings.

Lavender – Devotion

Calla Lily – Elegance

Rosemary-  Remembrance

Yellow Tulip – Memory

Clematis – Unchanged for eternity

Pink Hydrangea – Remembrance

Red rose – Love, passion, respect, courage

White rose – Innocence, purity, secrecy, reverence

Purple Iris – Promise

Yellow Rose – Joy, friendship, freedom, Highest mark of distinction

Sweet Pea – Meet me

White Iris – My compliments

Blue Salvia – Thinking of you

White Carnation – Admiration

Cream Rose – Thoughtfulness, charm, graciousness

Green Hydrangea – Devotion

Pink rose – Happiness, gratitude, appreciation, admiration

Ranunculus – Dazzled by your charm

Wisteria – Welcome, steadfast, adventure, playfulness


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The church (Halloween story)

Halloween night is the best time to tell ghostly story to anyone who dare to listen.  A cup of hot cider around crackling wood fire make this night memorable.

Feeling the need to have a short walk, I said to grandma I am going to visit the ruins of a church. You are going there she asked. Yes, I answered, just to look around. She started to mentioned it was haunted. Oh grandma do you believe such nonsense. She looked at me in silence with her convincing look.

I turn around walk to my room and gathered my camera bag and start to walk toward the church. An afternoon walk in the heat of the day. Common in the tropic.

Gradually I could see the church ruins. I walk faster to get there before sundown. In the tropic night time comes early at around four by five darkness arrived.

The church was built by the Dutch in 1800 and burned down by the village people in 1940 before the Japanese invaded Indonesia.  Unfortunately   there were fatalities.  Some people did not have time to escape the church as it was full with congregation.

By now the church lay in ruins only the walls and altar made out of concrete still standing. Finally arrived at the ruins, the church wall covered with meandering vine even a small tree growing near the walls. Everywhere I see only weeds and other vegetation.   I took a shot whenever I can with my camera. Then I heard a soft noise coming from the altar. Turn around to see what was that noise,   I could not see anything. May be an animal, perhaps a dog or a cat or something else.

I did not think much of it and kept looking for a good shot. All of a sudden I saw something in front of the altar. A white mist appeared slowly like a slow motion movie changing into the shape of a priest with white robe  holding a cross. Next to the apparition another two priests appeared . I was transfix with the scene in front of me. I stood still not moving.

The three apparitions was performing a ritual. Still looking at the performance I try to walk out but could not as if my feet were glued to the weedy ground.

The first priest turned around, I saw a grotesque face looking at me, I got a chill right away. Then I heard a voice telling me,  you  don’t belong here. Go away.  As soon as I heard the priest voice the three apparitions disappear.  After the incident, the church felt peaceful.  I heard bird chirping nearby, it seem while these phenomenon happen every living thing went silence. By now I have the strength to turn around and run as fast as I could. Half way from the church I stop gathered my composure and walk as if nothing happen.


This is not the church in the story, it is almost similar.

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Harvest Summer Festival

Summer is time for harvesting wheat crops in the many fields surrounding the countryside in France. In the old days harvest is part of a joyful communal celebration in many villages. Today one of the largest harvest festival in France, is annually celebrated within the walls of Provins, World Heritage Site known for its medieval fairs. The streets of the hill top village of Provins becomes an impressive field of fun parade with animations, villagers clad in costumes of bygone days, display of old tractors and vintage cars, as well as threshing wheat in the old fashioned way using authentic collector’s machines. Decorative floats of wheat stalks pulled by old tractors are enhanced with theatrical sketches of old village life, popular beliefs, music and dance.


Threshing wheat the old fashioned style with machines dating back to 1942


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Harvest festival wouldn’t be complete without a display of some impressive old engine tractors and here they are parading away along the streets of Provins …


To end my walk at the harvest festival after delighting myself with the old ways of rural life bathe in the fantasy world of wheat, is to get a last glimpse into vintage cars. These fabulous collection of old cars and still in use by their owners, ranges from prewar up till  the 60’s with starlets like Peugeot, Ford, Renault, Citroen ….


Cereus Cactus

I inherited this beautiful plant from previous owner of the house we purchased.  It did not bloom for several years.  I repotted and fertilized in  the hope it will bloom.

Pure white flowers the size of a dinner plate open as soon as the sun go down and stay open all night, then it close in the morning.  My Epiphylum Oxypetalum in Latin or night blooming cereus will give an intoxicating fragrance that permeate the room where the flower is.

It blooms in waves during the summer months with sometimes as many as 15 flower at once.  a magnificent creation by nature leaves us in awe by this elegant Cereus.  A member of orchid cactus family, it needs period of dryness and cool time temperature in the winter to ensure summer bloom.  It is indeed a gorgeous flower.




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Ayuthaya The Lost City of Siam …

Headless Buddhas, fallen arches, ruins of redbrick walls and scattered carved stone pieces… This is what you find when visiting the ancient city of Ayuthaya, the once glittering capital of the kingdom of Siam, located 80 km north of Bangkok. Built along the Chao Praya river, Ayuthaya is renowned for its magnificent palaces and temples. It enjoyed peace and prosperity until the arrival of the Burmese who ransacked burning and looting that even after it was recaptured by the Thais, it was never the same again. The capital was then moved to Bangkok. One can imagine, walking through maze of ruins how the city could have looked like in its heyday. And I did just that …. while scouring through the ruins I can picture the great pillared halls of the King’s palace decorated with exquisite gold wall paintings surrounded by elegantly carved Buddhist statues and lanes of golden pagodas shimmering against the sun rays … Today only remnants of a bygone era still stand as silent witnesses to a former glory of what was once a fabulous city of the East. Ayuthaya was prosperous and wealthy. It traded with its Asian neighbors as well as the West with strong commercial and diplomatic links to that of Louis XIV of France, Spain, The Netherlands and Portugal. Although most of the city lies in ruin, some well preserved monuments are to be found on the western side of the archaeological garden which include the 14th century temple of Wat Mahathat, Thailand’s oldest.



Among the remnants of redbrick walls is the serene Buddha head now embedded in the twisted roots of an ageless Banyan tree. Undoubtedly still cherished by locals, as it is given regular offerings of incense and flowers.



Not far is Wat Pra Si Sampet, ruins of the royal chapel once situated on the grounds of the palace. Apart from the ruins are reconstructed temples and some shrines that were spared from the Burmese. Nearly all has a golden Buddha within pillared halls. Walking through the ruins among bell shaped roofs are Buddhist monks clad in yellow saffron robes climbing the steps towards the shrine – a sober tradition that has transgressed the many centuries to the present.


To get a better picture of what ancient Ayuthaya was like, a stop over at the Sam Phya museum is worthwhile. It houses a wonderful collection of statues, ornaments and other art works. Ayuthaya, the lost city of Siam is wholly remembered as once the seats of the great Thai kings and queens. Today although left in despair, its past grandeur is still reflected through the extraordinary ruins.





Please don’t feed the ducks

There are two parks I do my walks, clear water and Island park, both are short distance from where I live.
Island Park is my favorite as it runs along Willamette river. It is not a big park, there is a play ground for children near the parking area. A little creek meandering along on the south side with few fallen trees and ducks enjoy swimming around. There are two covered area for picnics or just resting after walking.

Flock of Canada geese enjoy feeding on the green grass. I have to watch out for droppings on the lawn and pathways. I notice that the geese are not afraid of human. They just looked at you as if waiting for a handout. Of course I would not feed them they are wild.


While observing the flock, I notice several geese have deformity on their wings. This is permanent and it is a concern. It is also known as “angel wing syndrome” caused by artificial feeding of goslings who when fed by human foods, grow faster then their wing bones can develop. The weight of the growing flight feathers places excess stress on the weak muscles attached to the wing bones causing the wing to develop in a twisted manner, not conducive to flight. Left untreated, the geese cannot fly, drastically decreasing life expectancy.

Owning a property close to water, I never fed any wild ducks or geese as they will be dependent and will also ruin the lawn. Droppings every where, this will  cause algae blooms in water and increase bacteria which can cause human health problems. Ducks and geese can also lose their natural wariness of humans and become aggressive if unnaturally fed.


Never fed ducks and geese with human food, bread, popcorn, French fries these can cause starvation spread disease, cause deformities . Left on their own, ducks, geese eat a variety of foods that provide the nutrition they need, such as plants, seeds and bugs. Ducks likes to eat slugs, good for the garden. I enjoy watching these wonderful water fowl from my living room, keep them healthy and wild, do not feed them. Do them a favor.

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Happy New Year 2019

Arrived at the airport, suitcases rolling into the large jumbo jet heading to New Year city.

Waiting patiently and remembering 2018 with open mind.  Finally flight 2019 has been announce to board the long journey to New Year city.

Hope you have checked in only the best souvenirs from 2018 in your luggage.

The UGLY and DISAPPOINTMENT if carried with you, must be discarded in a large garbage container on your final destination.

The journey will be 12 months long, so relax, loosen up your seat belt and enjoy !

The stop overs will be, Health, Joy, Love, Harmony, Well being, and Peace.

Refueling will be at Giving, sharing, and Caring.

The following menu is offered and will be served during flight. Cocktail of Friendship, supreme of Health, Sautéed of Prosperity, bowl of Excellent News, Salad of Success, and Cake of Happiness.

All accompanied with hearty laughter……

You will enjoy these meals and the journey better if you talk, share smile and laugh together. Sitting alone quietly will make the flight seem longer.

But remember, flight 2019 will be especially a long bumpy journey with plenty of turbulence along the way. So seat belts will be necessary.

Wishing everyone an enjoyable trip to New Year city in flight 2019…….
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