Scribbles

I want to scribble again after a period of dryness for words. Now that my daughter is eight months old, I can hear the call of ideas shouting inside my head again. Although I have not put my way of expressing a thought into practice, I’m willing to give it another shot. With a bit of luck, I wish to be enthused once more.

Friday, July 16, 2004

It's over

The storm has ended. It has left immense damage. But at least, it's over. I can go out now and explore. The smash up was huge but the sun is finally out. I can start planting seeds. Grow some flowers and start beautifying the garden. I plan to build a small pond, a bird's house and probably a swing under the old mango tree. I am glad I met a gardener who would help me out. I hope everything would turn out well.

I'll let you know...

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