Summer Sunset

In my part of the world, we begin to count the summer months by the month of April and even sometimes as early as March.

Sunsets and star-lit skies always fascinate me. Taking photos of the stars or the sky at night is more challenging though.

Below is a capture of the summer sunset as the hubby an I were on the road, on the way to a meeting. Somehow, this capture has reminded me of Psalm 113:3-4: “From the rising of the sun to the place where it sets, the name of the Lord is to be praised. The Lord is exalted over all the nations, his glory above the heavens.”



What Refreshes You?

There will be times when we are tired. It can be a tiredness which is physical, emotional even spiritual. I would say it is important to know what would refresh you so that it will help you recover and then continue on with your share of challenges and excitement in life.

One of the things that refreshes me is taking the time to enjoy nature. It can be watching a tree and its leaves swaying to the silent tune of the breeze. It can be walking barefoot on the sea shore. I also find it refreshing to have a friend to talk to and yes, pray with me.

Life will always have its share of challenges. We can face them and find ways to be refreshed when we are weary. We are then ready again to live this life that we have.


Note: This post is also linked with Wednesday Whites.

Beach Time


There is always something about going to the beach that relaxes me.  Perhaps it is the rhythmic movement of the waves or the feel of the sand beneath my bare feet. Or perhaps because nature really has a calming effect on me.

Enjoying, exploring the beauty of the sea and the wide expanse of sky at the beach, always, always reminds me that life is much bigger than our daily challenges and concerns.

Waiting for a White Rose

image_1 One of my favorite flowers of all time is the white rose. I took this shot of a white rose I was holding during my younger brother’s wedding in 2008.

Although I’ve received some bouquets of red roses several times, mostly given by admirers, none had really given me white ones. I often thought then: how come no one thought about that?

Amazingly, even without me telling him, it was my fiance (now, my hubby) who did give me my first bouquet of white roses 🙂  Looking at this photo now reminded me that my white roses came a year later after this shot. Sometimes what we are waiting for really does come to pass.

Note: This post is also linked with Wednesday Whites.