Hello, from the wonderful city of Dumaguete, my home away from home. I don’t really have much to say as most of what I’m doing on a daily basis is working….so I don’t have a lot of time to take photos and travel around the city. I have a post on something for the (hopefully) near future. But for now, I’m just going to share a few photos from life here….just random stuff that I’d like to share. Hope you like ’em.
My work/leisure table. I have this urge to just fill that cabinet with stuff =))
Photos to remind me of Manila. I miss my family, friends, and my dog. Other things to note in this photo…a pack of Nestea iced tea and a bag of Kornets. Also have my Monopoly Deal deck with me (upper right) and a few boxes of film for my Instax Mini…just in case.
One of the things that remind me of our place, and how old-new it is, is the next picture. I was around 7 when my uncles and aunt showed me to this place where we were building our new house (our old one being this old Spanish styled house with its entrance on the 3rd floor, not good for old people) which is now around 15 years old. Back to the story, one summer a couple years ago…my grandaunt tried to teach me how to crochet. By that time, I was already knowledgeable with cross-stitching, so my grandaunt decided to take it up a notch. She taught me how to crochet, starting with the chain stitch and the other kinds later on. Little did I know that all those days and weeks of practicing on the basics would help me when I went back to school, because apparently for that year…we had to learn how to crochet. Haha.
Anyway, my grandaunt had this phase where she would spend all day doing her crochet work. Even until now, my grandaunt is fond of baking and painting, but those few years ago….she would order dolls from the US that were meant for crochet-ing. They would come with instructions on dresses for the dolls, dresses that would require crochet work and later on, some added lacework and such. On display, my grandaunt has about 8-10 dolls, I even have one at home which I made that summer I learned how to crochet. Mine aren’t as intricately designed as the ones you can see below, but they’re memorable reminders of my childhood that was..
The next photos are from my farm-like house. We’ve got a bunch of animals just walking everywhere at all times of the day. We have the normal cats and dogs, heck we’ve even got chickens and horses (sounds like Harvest Moon!)
Some pictures from last year:
2010 pictures
We had a lot more horses when I was younger. Uncle’s accident caused my grandma to prohibit us from continuing.
Our pet wildcat, an ocelot. I haven’t gone to check up on him yet, to see if he’s still around.
2011 pictures:
Our geese are awesome. They walk around like the own the place. There were more last year, but some of the others died.
My grandma really loves her geese. A few years back, she would go outside and feed her geese in the mornings. It was something like a daily routine that calmed her. Now, she doesn’t go out because it’s dangerous if she fell. My aunt and uncle the maids continue to feed the geese. They also feed these..
Oh no chicky! What are you doing? Mama, watch your baby! D:
And because I’m not sure if I posted pictures of my pet ostriches, here is a photo of 2 out of our 3 grown up ostriches. Apparently, one of them laid an egg recently, but since we aren’t sure if we have any male ostriches….and most likely there aren’t any, that egg is probably not fertilized. Since I mentioned that, I’m not sure if some of you had seen my ostrich hatching video from a year ago. Will post it here just for you guys to see how we helped hatch an ostrich from the egg, though sadly…the ostrich died soon after. Poor things, they’re hard to care for!
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So, that’s all I have to share so far. Hope you like the pictures and videos. Normal city girls and boys would probably find this kind of lifestyle a bit…bland and boring. I’m not going to deny that since I’m a city girl born and bred myself, but sometimes….it’s nice to have a change of pace. Dumaguete is nothing like Manila, and the way I carry myself, or speak or dress, immediately singles me out as a city girl, but it’s kind of relaxing not to spend hours in traffic or in a smog-covered city. Living in the province for a short while does have its benefits.