Marbel at night.

We rarely use the overpass because of its reputation of being stinky most of the time. Some people just don't have manners and piss on the bridge! Good thing they cleaned it now. The view from the overpass is...different.

Here are some photos I took. Thanks to my brother for telling me that you get the "highway effect" (the one where the car lights kind of merge together to create a busy highway effect) with the Twilight setting on the digicam. However, the streets of Marbel aren't really that busy to begin with, so this is all I got.

More photographs of my hometown here:
http://simplyceecee.multiply.com/photos/album/6/Hometown_Glory

Bonfire photography.

I've said it before and I'll say it again: I love my dog. Here she is, taken on a summer evening, during the brown out days. Sometimes, my dog can be so photogenic.

And here we are, enjoying the bonfire. :)

Why I love dogs

Dogs are simple. They eat, sleep, play, protect you occasionally, and just want some love.
Dogs never want anything from you except love and food. They would love you unconditionally  if they sense that you are kind and harmless.
They look incredibly alien--they look totally diffrent from humans and yet they're adorable. 
They light up when they see you. Their simple pleasure is for you to cuddle and rub their ears and belly.
Dogs are forgiving and forgetful.
Dogs sense when you are sad and will comfort you. They will listen to you. (What else is there for them to do?)
Dogs will miss you when you're away for the day. When they see you, they will jump on you as if they haven't seen you in a hundred years.
Dogs will not bite the hand that feeds them, that's why I'm not afraid of my dog eating off of my hand.
Dogs would sometimes rear up on you but they immediately retract and are remorseful after sensing your surprise. You'd sense they were asking for forgiveness by the way they hold their head down,their ears flat on their head, and their tails gently wagging.
I think dogs worship their masters. And their masters are grateful of their love.
Dogs accept who you are.
Dogs love your love.
Dogs are friendly and playful. They like taking care of you.
Dogs don't run away when you call out to them. When I hold out my hand, my dog will come to it,because she knows I'm going to rub her belly.

There's something comforting in the way they sit at your feet when you're on your chair, quietly reading, or just looking at the scenery or listening to the music, or when you're lying on your hammock and they lie down near you.
Dogs are trusting and you're always eager to protect them and their innocence.

our garden.

It's been months since  I last when to out little farm. I can't believe it's been four years since my parents started to develop our one and a half hectare of land. It used to be so plain. There were just these seedlings of banana, mangosteen, avocado, mangoes, pomelo,durian, and flowers. Lots and lots of flowers. Then they grew. More flowers came. More seedlings came, and it's like this abundant garden.

I'm proud of my parents.

Our fruits are delicious and of the best quality. Our flowers are beautiful, though sometimes I get that overcrowded feeling. Who knew they'd all become so big?

Here are a few of them, as I was practicing my photography skills.

I don't know what this is called. Testament to my lack of horticultural knowledge. 

Calachuchi. One of my favorite flowers. I said this would be the flower who'd grace my wedding, so my mom planted them. It's not gonna happen until 10 years later, though. And who says this is a flower for the dead?! And I happen to like its smell.

A breed of yellowbell. But it's not actually yellow is it? Notice the star shaped center. Cute, right?

A gumamela that only blossoms when exposed to sunlight. It's really big, and not just because of the picture.

I love the effect of sunlight. 

dogs.

I'd like to say photography is my hobby. I like things pretty, and what better way to make it stay pretty than by photographing it. And i just LOVE taking pictures of my dogs, Whitney and Mobius.

That was Mobius. She's the very definition of Omega-dog.

And that was Whitney. She's the Alpha-dog to Mobius's Omega-dog. But only because Mobius is the lowest of all dogs. But I love her still. Whitney's also the more photogenic. She thinks she's Alpha, what do you expect? And isn't this such a great portrayal of a dying dog? Lord knows how my family wants to kill her for being such a bully.

But she's really adorable. A typical dog that just wants to have fun and fill her stomach and be cuddled.