twilight rain

she sat on the rattan chair at the terrace watching the two bunnies on the lawn. kiko was frantically chasing koko all over the place.

the western skies were all aglow and hurrying colors paraded their ethereal splashes on a pale blue background. it was surreal. it was stupendous.

then a soft breeze blew. 

and tiny drops of the coolest rain fell. on the welcoming leaves. on thirsty buds. on rapturous flowers.

a twilight rain, washing the ever changing colors.

then koko entered the cage, hungry. she caught kiko in her arms. the three of them went indoors just as the gloaming became more magical than ever.

o misty eventide..... thou art so bewitching....

the garden

now, hers is the only house in the vicinity with a garden. others have covered the open space next to the car port or porch with cement render.

so her garden seems like an oasis, a patch of green surrounded by grey man-made cement floors.

she often wonders why other house owners do not appreciate a lawn. a garden. so green. so refreshing.

do they not realise the coolness of  a grass covered lawn in front of their houses? do they not see the million dewdrops hanging and balancing so precariously on slender grass blades each dawn? like so many diamonds in the grass...

and little birds that would stop awhile saying hello on little branches and boughs of trees. even on the fragile heliconia leaves. the multi-colored butterflies flitting and hovering over prim jasmines and loud red roses. the endless bounties of nature...

and raindrops washing clean all leaves and plants. bringing out a luxuriant sparkle so pleasant to the eyes....

instead of making loud noises as they drop onto metal deck roofs installed till the gates. these additional makeshift looking roof extensions, reddish in hue, do not in any way contribute positively to the facade of the houses. in fact they make the houses look like those in slum areas.

ah well, to each his own...

the wee creatures

if you feed animals day in and day out, they will soon come to accept you as part of their sphere. their senses are alert when you are near. they will come to you of their own accord.

animals are very good at interpreting humans' moves. and feelings. they know when they are loved too. they can differentiate kindness. or indifference.

at first she was surprised when little kiko and koko immediately rush to her every time she opens the door to their habitat. she never thought rabbits could be so loving. kiko would settle next to her. koko would also scramble to be near. not just for food.

even when in the garden, the little bunnies would frolic around her as she tended to the grass and weeds. sometimes sniffing mischievously at her toes. at other times running headlong into her....

playing with her.

and she'd laugh at their antics. two bundles of black and white frisking happily in the morning breeze. happy to be out in the open. to hear the tiny birds chirping merrily from tree branches.

dear kiko and koko.... lovable, funny, true......

love stories of yore

she read yet again 'good wives' by louisa may alcott. the sequel to 'little women'.

the part where laurie began to see amy in a different light. a new perspective he never thought of before. both were lonesome, away from home. in nice.

the love story woven was so subtle, so gentle. so demure. so beautiful. so sweet. it makes love seem so honorable. so pure. as it is meant to be.

that is one of the reasons she couldn't savour contemporary novels. where love was pictured so grossly. 

love as everything of value, should be well hidden and treasured. 

love should be sublime. yet true and steadfast. 

love is non-ephemeral......

crepes

fritters have too much oil. so she made crepes. filled with chopped spring onions, coriander leaves or chives. 

the filling - 1. shredded cabbage, carrots, tomatoes, red chillies, onions and a little mayonnaise
                    2. sambal ikan (shredded)
                    3. serunding ayam or ikan
                    4. rendang ayam

the crepes could even be eaten on their own.

sometimes she'd blend spinach to add to the batter. there'd be green crepes then.

and she'd smile at the thought of sustainability in architecture, green buildings ......