Shutter life of Jazz

When I was young, I had the chance to get hands-on in gardening. Both my parents were gardening enthusiasts and I grew up seeing them tend to different kinds of plants, whether ornamental or agricultural (edible). Recently, along with my sister and my friends, we decided to be the "Titas" that were are becoming and we ended up getting our hands dirty in the most literal sense. At first, we tried germinating seeds (Ponkan) by using the paper towel method. I do not have the photos of our first experiments but I'm happy to say that most of the seeds that we germinated are now thriving seedlings. The satisfaction of seeing seeds sprout tiny leaves was incomparable. After this incredible feat we have achieved, we tried germinating other seeds in the same way (apple, calamansi, star apple, and mango). The calamansi was unsuccessful but the apples are now happily planted in small paper cups. We're just afraid that the intense summer heat of the countryside will take thei

A change of thought and mind; A change of heart and sign. You put me through A wave of emotions. A hint of laughter; A tinge of summer. The brightest yellow, The darkest sorrow. Your beauty is deadly, but satisfying. Your warmth indulging and down-right scorching. A sunflower that follows only the trail of the sun And ignores the moon that only borrows sunlight to make itself known and maybe bright.