Garden
Posted on February 1st, 2010 : Viewed 42 times
Just the other day, my husband commented that one of my plant looked like it is dying.
It was a blow to my gardening confidence since just a few weeks ago, a neighbourhood cat brutally mauled one of my flower in a pot.
It was perhaps retaliating because I hid a mat it used (without permission) as a scratching pad. Insurance company like the Blue Cross NC should extend their coverage for incidents like this!
To make things worse, my daughters would nonchalantly pick the leaves and flowers of the few pots which shared their outdoor play area.
“I need leaves for my tea party”, said child no. 1; “It’s flowers for my hair”, said daughter no. 2; and “Ta-Ta!” (Translation : “I just feel like it!”), is of course, child no. 3 who is not yet articulate but no less adventurous.
I wonder how soon I could get my parents, who helped me set up my garden (only!) late last year, to come over for repair work, without appearing desperate.
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This reminded me of a boy who is raised by an aunt because his parents are working in another state since he was a baby. Now that he is articulate, he is able to express that although he receives great caring and love from his aunt, he wishes that his parents are with him, not elsewhere working on
Once I saw a lady neighbour walking to her car in spiky heels, skirt and long hair blowing freely - and attractively - in the wind. My hand instinctively reached for my hair only to be reminded that it is short - again!
Usually on a weekday, there are a lot of traffic between Bandar Seri Begawan and the towns in Belait districts (Kuala Belait and Seria).
Two of my kids were in school and my youngest child was napping. No noise came from the television as I don’t leave it on when nobody is watching. ThereĀ was no radio or CD playing because I could not be bothered to spend 5 mins out of the short time that I had then to switch it on.