A Singapore/Dog-themed photo post, since it is the first day of Chinese New Year, and one’s thoughts inevitably turn towards home. Back to the jungle, comrades.
Welcome to the Botanic Gardens.
A thirsty Riley clambered onto the fountain to get a drink
(Don’t worry, we pulled her down and gave her a proper drink. After snapping photos of course)
For need of some human presence: the not-so-photogenic biped on the right happens to be me.
I loved the atmosphere at the botanic gardens. The balmy weather, the many dogs getting a long awaited day out, families and children chatting comfortably in Singlish amidst towering tropical trees that mark out a small but familiar and very well-loved landscape. This Christmas there was nowhere else that I felt more of that elusive sentiment that says “this is home”.
““I’m planting a tree to teach me to gather strength from my deepest roots.” ~Andrea Koehle Jones, The Wish Trees
Happy chinese new year everyone! Have a fruitful year ahead (:
Yummy goats milk ice cream :3
First sight at the market
Cheese: learning to like it after some very yummy samples.
you can hear the train rumbling overhead
yoomessymoo. Ended the day with frozen yogurt at Harrods.
“If you take nature as a teacher she will teach you exactly the lessons you had already decided to learn… the ‘moods’ and ‘spirits’ of nature point no morals. Overwhelming gaiety, insupportable grandeur, somber desolation are flung at you. Make what you can of them, if you must make at all. The only imperative that nature utters is, ‘Look. Listen. Attend.”
~The Four Loves, C.S. Lewis
This is our very zen Spitz, Snowie. His pastimes include moon bathing, traffic listening and flower pot inspection. He also likes to sunbathe.
Our lively spaniel, Riley, would very much like to get his attention, but is usually met with indifference. One day, she spotted him sunbathing, and decided to give it a try.
“So, how’s it going?”
“Kinda glaring, isn’t it?”
“I’m itchy, are you?”
“Did you hear something? I gotta go check it out. Bye for now!”
Sitting still is probably not her kinda thing. But it was cute watching her try 😉
I often feel like I’m running on an energy deficit. Uplifted from a comfortable heat and thrown into a frigid winter, I just want to curl up like a hamster under my fluffy duvet and listen to the rain fall.
Various impressions and the occasional notion of responsibility appear like blips in a fog that is my mind; ripples on a digital screen. Before my return to London I stared at my suitcase and asked my brain what I needed. No answer. In the end, I returned to London leaving behind my student pass, railcard, student discount card, camera charger and phone charger. Jetlagged, I texted friends (bless them) at 4am in the morning despairing over how lost I am these days.
Everything moves slowly. And I resist moving more than slowly.
Yet, I’m still itching for something or someone to shatter my energy conservation policy (to borrow a line from Hyouka). A whole year has passed since I graduated from school, and it feels like daily life will never regain that rhythm and colour it had before. I try to hide it because it seems so ungrateful a sentiment but in truth, I am highly uninspired. Is life overrated, or am I wrong somewhere?
Pondering, dreamily, lazily, with essential waitrose banana milk on a cloudy Wednesday afternoon.
We are back!