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delightful daffodils


If one daffodil is worth a thousand pleasures, then one is too few Wordsworth

I can’t believe we are in May already, where has the time gone? I suppose that’s what happens when we are all so busy leading our little lives. Sometimes life passes by you so quickly that you hardly have time to take stock and reflect. All the more reason I cherish this blog of mine; a tiny space for my very own thoughts, feelings, emotions and experiences. It gives me a chance to take a deep breath, an outlet where I can be by myself for a wee while. Anyway, I just remembered that I haven’t shared my daffodil images with you back in early Spring. They have all wilted by now, not a single trace left. That’s what makes this bright yellow cheery flower extra special I guess. It’s there to greet you when you think there’s no light at all after a really long Winter. And by the time you’re enjoying your lovely Spring, you wouldn’t even notice that they’ve gone. When Winter finally returns, you’ll be sat there longing for the very sight of them again. Well, the passage of time is like the cycle of daffodils and the change of seasons; in and out accordingly. We go through life the best we can, we continue to strive till our last breath. We make mistakes, we fall, we cry; at the end of the day, we’re only human. But we rise, we stand tall again and we go on. We seek God’s forgiveness and guidance always. Enjoy the delightful daffodils.


delightful daffodils


my middle daughter by the clumps of daffodils


my youngest striking a pose by the cheery blooms

the bright yellow flowers were everywhere


my big daughter walking behind her sisters


my youngest two with the spring delight, even on their jacket buttonholes!

rapeseed field


Life is not lived in the past, neither is it lived wandering in future. Life is for today, and it is today. Live it, love it, see it, and show how capable you are of everything you wish to achieve. Enjoy this beautiful day! Always thank God for life…the simple fact you’re still breathing and smiling!

Greetings everyone! How are you all? I’m currently enjoying the last day of our Spring heatwave before the rain pours down on us again. The weather’s been good, Alhamdulillah. We’ve been enjoying the garden (I’ve mowed our lawn twice!), we even managed a couple of barbeques already. As usual I’ve been taking lots of photos as I go about my daily life, but these days I just find it difficult to find the time to blog as often as I’d like to. Never mind, I do what I can! This post is actually about the rapeseed field I discovered not too far away from where a friend lives. I only see her once in a blue moon so I suppose the field wouldn’t have been noticeable during other seasons. But it is bright yellow in Spring, one can’t help but notice it!

I managed to get close enough to snap some photos, I couldn’t venture to the middle though for fear of trespassing. Nonetheless, I am quite satisfied with the few photos I managed to capture via my mobile phone, I don’t always carry my camera with me. I’ve always wanted to take photos of a rapeseed field, this one is the closest one to me and easily accessible. The rest are often seen as we drive along the countryside roads/dual carriageways/motorways at 50-80 miles per hour! Anyway, hope you will like them. It was a bright sunny day when I took the pictures, I remember feeling really happy, it certainly lifted my spirits up. Till next time then folks, take good care! 🙂

Somehow this song came to mind as I was admiring the beautiful landscape, hope you will enjoy it too!

spring blooms


It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade. ~ Charles Dickens

Hello everyone! Hope all well! I’m still recovering from coughs and colds, got the bug from my children who went downhill one after another the whole of last week. It’s quite common to catch a bug at the change of seasons. I didn’t quite mind it, but blowing hot and cold and the giddiness did get to me in the end. My hubby had to return from work earlier than usual last Friday as I felt so dizzy I couldn’t get up. Fortunately it was then the weekend so he was home to take care of us! At times like this I realise how crucial the role of a wife and mother is, when I’m down seems like the whole house is down too. My family can manage without me but it’s not the same somehow. I’m certain all wives and mothers out there understand what I’m trying to say. I’m afraid this is all I can manage this time around, still need to rest to recover fully. I leave you with several Spring blooms images I managed to capture recently, hope you’ll like them. I’ve also included a Malay song I used to love many moons ago, felt like having a listen to it today, don’t know why! Guess having been ill has made me a touch sentimental, felt a sudden need to stroll down memory lane…Till next time folks…take good care yeah!

* Just read the news that the missing flight MH370 (Malaysia Airlines) ended in the Indian Ocean. 😦 My thoughts and prayers are with those on board and their respective families, relatives and friends. Life is indeed very fragile.

cherry blossom can be seen on many streets

my plum tree is blossoming too

pink primroses in my garden

my yellow primroses

Great song (keeps me young at heart!), I still love it, 3 decades on! 🙂

nusantara delight


I don’t even remember the season. I just remember walking between them and feeling for the first time that I belonged somewhere.
Stephen Chbosky

Greetings to all! Hope you’re all in good health and spirits! Feels like I’ve been off blogging for ages, in reality it hasn’t been that long really. So much to share from my little corner of the world, but first let me welcome you readers back to my blog with these remaining blooms in my garden. They were a pleasure to behold when I finally got the chance to wander into the garden, there’s just been so much rain and strong winds lately. And I’ve certainly been neglecting my garden big time! 😦

the pink gazenias I planted in early summer

was surprised to find the violets still growing!

Despite the dreary weather however, I’ve finally got out of my shell. I haven’t been socialising much for the past couple of months as I’ve been focused on preparing my big daughter for her grammar school entrance exam. Now that it’s out of the way, I was happy to meet up with everyone again, particularly my Indonesian friends. These few ladies from the Nusantara are from the same neck of woods as me, we share a common ground in our faith, eating habits, right to our language and social/cultural norms. I didn’t realise how much I’ve missed them until I met up with them again at one of their houses over lunch on a rainy day. Before I left, another invitation was extended to me, to attend their monthly gathering the following day. They take turns to host this social and religious event, normally held in another city where there’s a larger number of Indonesians. But this time it was the turn of one of my local Indonesian friends. I have been to this gathering in the past, but it’s been quite a long time since I did so to be honest. So you can imagine how excited I was to attend once again! 😉

delicious spread

close up of the delicious Indonesian food

We usually start of with ‘makan-makan’ (eating!) session once all the families have arrived. There’s always so much food, my dear Indonesian friend who hosted this gathering happens to be a great cook! She could whip up a whole table of dishes (pictured above) single-handedly. But the other Indonesian sisters who come would normally bring some home-cooked food too, so the cuisines on the table would double! This is also the time we would catch up on each other’s lives, relating our highs and lows and supporting one another. We would then pray together and settle down for the talk given by the appointed speaker (usually from amongst the men). The topics vary from time to time, but they all serve as a reminder to strengthen our belief in God the Almighty. These gatherings bring us all close together, we uphold the community spirit that we grew up with back in our homelands. It’s a great blessing indeed, as some of these ladies need that extra support to remain steadfast in our faith and culture.

I also had the privilege to meet a couple of new faces at this gathering; one of them a ‘larger than life’ Singaporean lady in her 6th decade who migrated to England the year I was born! I have to catch up with her again, she’s such a vibrant character, right from the moment she entered the room! I also met a sweet British born Bangladeshi lady probably a decade younger than I am, she’s also married to an English convert (like many of the Indonesian ladies) and has such beautiful children. We got on the moment we were introduced to one another. I’ve always enjoyed meeting new people, for they open up my outlook on life further. As for the usual bunch of Indonesian sisters I meet at these gatherings, I shall always be glad to have them in my life in England. I’m grateful to them for giving me the sense of belonging and for helping me maintain my Eastern-Malay identity in this Western world which is now my home. I admire them for their warmth, humility, generosity, friendliness and sweet smiley faces, regardless of the turmoils and hardships they may face in their lives. They are certainly amongst the loveliest people I have met here, Alhamdulillah!

my lovely host

some of the other Indonesian ladies, all so lovely!

My post wouldn’t be complete without a song, as my regular readers would know. After hunting high and low, I found this amazing Indonesian singer who sings wonderful numbers in praise of God the Almighty. I’ve chosen two here; my children love the first one, a lively clip of my beloved Nusantara people. The second one is more my cup of tea, rather enchanting…

autumn rose


Beauty is one of the rare things that do not lead to doubt of God.

The fragrance always remains in the hand that gives the rose.

A life with love will have some thorns, but a life without love will have no roses.

Do not watch the petals fall from the rose with sadness, know that, like life, things sometimes must fade, before they can bloom again.

my red autumn rose

my red autumn rose

my yellow rose

my yellow autumn rose

my pink rose

my pink autumn rose