farm park


April hath put a spirit of youth in everything. ~William Shakespeare

The sun has come out… and the air is vivid with spring light. ~Byron Caldwell Smith

Now every field is clothed with grass, and every tree with leaves; now the woods put forth their blossoms, and the year assumes its gay attire. ~Virgil

Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems. ~Rainer Maria Rilke


We’ve just returned to one of our favourite haunts, now that Spring is well in the air. It’s exactly 4 years since we’ve been here, my youngest had turned 1 the last time we visited. It hasn’t changed much at all, still as beautiful and breathtaking. Nature at its best, we had a truly lovely day. Reminds me of my childhood, my parents took us out a lot. Penang Botanics Gardens, the Penang beaches and promenades were our regular retreats! :) As usual, I captured countless of photos, I’ve selected some to share with you. I’m not a woman of many words at the moment, rather busy with all the children at home 24/7 during our 2-week Easter holidays. It’s been good, Alhamdulillah, I feel completely relaxed and at peace. I suppose the weather has played a major role, one can’t help but feel cheerful now that the sun’s out and the flowers are blooming in every corner! Enough said, I hope you will enjoy following me through our Spring outing pictures to one of the loveliest farm park around. Take care till next time! Allow me to continue enjoying my Spring sunshine whilst it lasts… :)

a beautiful peacock greeted us at the entrance

a beautiful peacock greeted us at the entrance


my family began exploring

let's feed the sheep first

let’s feed the sheep first


baa baa black sheep! (lamb actually)


my youngest marvelling at the shetland ponies


nature’s trail

into the woods

into the woods


my youngest two exploring the woodland

a host of golden daffodils

hosts of golden daffodils in every corner

hubby and I

hubby and I, squinting away in the pleasant 15c sunshine

there was a llamas too

there were alpacas too

we fed the goats

we fed the goats


they were hungry!

scenic beauty

scenic beauty all around


like a postcard picture

let's head that way now

let’s head down that way

go-karting time!

go-karting time!


princess of the castle

my big girl bonding with her papa

my big girl bonding with her papa


my son overlooking the indoor play barn, paddocks and go karting area

me by the nodding daffodils

me by the nodding daffodils


hungry now, had a simple picnic with birds tweeting above us

one of the slides in the play barn

one of the slides in the play barn

one last feed before we go

one last feed before we go


had ice-creams by go-karting area before we called it a day!

the present


Rejoice in the things that are present; all else is beyond thee. ~Montaigne

The ability to be in the present moment is a major component of mental wellness.~Abraham Maslow

The living moment is everything.~D.H. Lawrence

Children have neither past nor future; they enjoy the present, which very few of us do. ~Jean de la Bruyere

my middle daughter with her good friend

a walk through the park, my middle daughter with her good friend

my daughters with their good friends

my daughters and their good friends feeding the ducks

my middle child, making a daisy chain

my middle child, making a daisy chain


my youngest, living the moment!


Weekly Photo Challenge: Street Life




my older 3 and I at a world famous street back in 2007

This is one picture which came to mind when I read this week’s Weekly Photo Challenge: Street Life. It was buzzing and I loved it, despite looking stressed with 3 kids in tow at the time! Now I have 4 in total, but they are much older! Anyway, rather than informing you the location of this photograph, why don’t you have a guess instead? It’s not in England, that much I can tell you. Go on, have a guess, you can leave your answers in the comments below if you like. Take good care for now!

mon lapin


It is always advisable to enjoy  a few lighthearted moments in life.

Coco Nuit, 2 years old now

Coco Nuit, 2 years old now

My little rabbit, as black as night,

So black you can’t see him in twilight

My little rabbit, as soft as snow,

So soft to the touch, he is aglow

My little rabbit’s eyes, so brown and gentle,

He makes me happy, he is my petal

Mon lapin Coco Nuit, you are my bright light

You are my joy, you are my delight!

(poem by my young daughter)

malay malaise




I had to write this post, I simply need to get it out of my system. My homeland Malaysia is now in mourning, since the announcement by our Prime Minister yesterday. Malaysia Airlines Flight MH370 (Kuala Lumpur-Beijing) which disappeared an hour after take-off on March 8, ended in the remote part of the southern Indian Ocean 8 hours later. Hard to believe, but that’s the conclusion the authorities have arrived at after careful investigations. The Malaysian government has been criticised to no end in their handling of this unprecedented crisis. They believe they have done their best of course, and to a certain degree I’m sure they have. It’s more the manner in which matters were related and conveyed that’s in question. Many Malays (not all, there’s always exceptions) lack effective communication skills. I am a Malay, I know what I’m talking about. We can come across as defensive, aloof, even cold sometimes. See my point? I still have a lot to improve on myself! We don’t seem to express sentiments of concern, love or sympathy very well at times. In our culture and as a nation we might accept these flaws, we tend to close one eye over them. Never mind lah (Malaysians like to add lah at the end for emphasis), that’s what we would say. Some Malays can also be a bit laid back, they like to take their time, much to the annoyance of the Chinese especially, who are known as fast-moving people. So in the case of MH370, where lives were at stake, this character flaw is a definite setback. It’s imperative to move super quick and get your act right the first time around too!

Let me relate to you a simple story which happened to me the last time I was back in my homeland (a few years ago). I took my family out for a meal at a renowned international restaurant in our capital, Kuala Lumpur. I was disappointed however when the vegetables which I ordered didn’t fit the description on the menu. Seemed like the cook couldn’t be bothered to add butter and whatever else that was described, he simply boiled and served them. My mom told me not to stir a scene, just eat them up she said. I would have done so in the old days, but you see, I have changed quite a bit since living in the West for almost 2 decades now. I can’t just be quiet! I was paying a lot of money for the food and I believed I deserved exact copy as described, not a simplified version! I summoned a waiter and explained that I wasn’t too happy with my orders. Before I knew it, another waiter with better English came to apologise on behalf of the cook, and minutes later a perfect version of what I ordered (along with extras) was laid before me. Yes, I did get stares (much to my mom’s embarrassment and annoyance) but I’m used to that. At least my hubby wasn’t with me that time, he normally caused heads to turn just because he looked foreign. Oh, and by the way, there’s no such thing as it’s rude to stare in Malaysia either! Took me a while to practise averting my gaze quickly when I first lived in England.

Anyway, to sum up my point, even though the Malaysian authority had done what they could in handling this tragic incident, certain character flaws have got the better of them. Had it been a local event it would have been a storm in a teacup; we would have accepted, forgave, forgot and moved on like we normally do. But the loss of MH370 is an international catastrophe, other nations will not close one eye and be as forgiving or as understanding. Changes need to be made big time, Malay youths could do with thorough lessons in public relations and communication skills. Learn to express yourself effectively, it will benefit you in more ways than one. It helps make you more human. The English of course are very good at it. I recall my experience during bad turbulence on MH4 (London-Kuala Lumpur) when I returned home last time. The Englishman next to me looked very concerned, he noticed how scared I was, clutching my toddler tight. He tried to comfort me by talking and assisting me (we were served our meals then), which truly helped. The Malay guy on the other side couldn’t care tuppence how I felt, if he did, he didn’t show it. Need I say more? What is our admirable trait then, as Malay Muslims? The ability to accept (when all else fails), in this case to believe whole heartedly that MH370 has met its fate as decreed by God. Death is the only reality in this world, we shall all have a taste of it, how and when only God knows. Farewell MH370, my tears are with you, along with my prayers. May God grant abundance of strength to your loved ones to cope without you, may God replace their sadness in losing you with something better eventually.