Making Good Progress

It has been a week since my last post. Yes, one whole week.

I have been busy - to get some work done, and to distract myself from worldly worries. Unfortunately I find the latter best achieved by doing the former, as opposed to sitting at the computer or reading a book. Having said that I did manage to visit and left comments on a number of blogs, and was able to respond to your much appreciated comments on my earlier posts. So it wasn't so bad.

I have a string of lovely new followers too! Thank you all for gracing this humble blog of mine.

My Latest W.I.P

Title: Stairway To Heaven;  Genre: RA

Final Cover: Design - none;  Colour: Light Grey

There were three of them to begin with. Like triplets really. For except for the fact that they were grounded in different places, they looked exactly alike. They served the same purpose too.

And then there were two. The one outside leading up to the front veranda succumbed to the vagaries of nature. The incessant rain had caused it to rot, slowly but surely. Like cancerous cells the rot spread and it finally collapsed under the weight of its own ruins.

Which is a pity. And quite untimely really, considering the durian season is around the corner. The steps were the most frequently used among the three by friends and family alike - the main stairway to the veranda, the favourite part of the house.

My Lucky Number

We read recently that 7 is the lucky number for Her highness Samantha Verant who blogs at Life, Love and Living in France.  Visit her Valentine's Day post and find out the interesting and romantic story behind it.

My lucky number is seven too, if you consider 2+5 = 7. Or it can simply be 25. But the story behind it is completely different to that of Samantha's.

Signs of Spring

I'm getting ready for the harvesting season. The store (warehouse) has to be cleared. All collection baskets and buckets taken out. Hardwares and machineries need to be greased and serviced.

Love Thy Neighbour

Unless you live on a desert island you'll always have neighbours. If you live on an island alone you can have Wilson here as your friend.

Even when you are alone on a remote island there's no guarantee that some day there's not going to be a shipwreck and before you know it you'll be joined by scores of neighbours.

Or you may bump into Mr. Crusoe while exploring the island.

Life's Good and I've Got Style

I am a very private person.

I love solitude.

I spend my time in the wilderness. I talk to trees.

So would it surprise you if I tell you that I have more virtual friends than those I hog the pubs (I don't do that, by the way) or go golfing with? (As if you didn't know that already).

And what true friends you all are. Always there for me - when I'm up in the sky or down in the dumps.