Category Archives: Nature

Bright and Bold

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Tiny Butterfly

Tiny Butterfly

I often wondered how fragile these small butterflies are (only about half an inch big) and how fortunate I am to capture moments like this one seeing them perched on a leaf or a twig before they set off to their endless flights roaming around nature’s bounty.

As technology advances each and every single day, the role of each and every single thing in this world, living or non-living, becomes not just as a part of an ordinary food chain, food web, habitat or niche, but yes, as something to marvel at and celebrate its beauty amid the vast expanse of grandiosity and extravagance.

That is, as captured subjects underneath that lens – photography.

Yes,  mediocrity is where I intend to be bright and bold like this teeny, weeny butterfly. The mediocre – “peace and quiet.” 🙂

Flora and Fauna – Explored

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A trip to the garden is always the best breather for me. Yes, communing with nature so to speak. Must be the reason why my thesis back in college centered on regionalism and nature’s role in our lives. Here are macro shots of some of Mom’s beloved plants back in our hometown. 🙂

Ginger Plant

Ginger Plant

Cone-Like

Cone-Like

Fernish

Fernish

Wriggling Flowers

Wriggling Flowers

Rose Bud

Rose Bud

Blue Bells

Blue Bells

Cattleya

Cattleya

Bangkok Calachuci

Bangkok Calachuci

Vine

Vine

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Lilies

Malaysian Mums

Malaysian Mums

Vanda

Vanda

The Great Divide

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Canyon Cove in Nasugbu, Batangas

Canyon Cove in Nasugbu, Batangas, Philippines

Sand and sea, land and water.

While taking a photo of the scenery by the beach at Canyon Cove in Nasugbu, Batangas, snippets of what I learned in the academe came through – society, its people and the barriers.

If partiality bespeaks of the unfair divide in the dichotomy of social statuses, will there ever be equality in favor to what majority of the public is comprised of, thus magnifying the basis of and for existentialism?

It is the least of my concerns, most people would say, but the thing is, I see it every single day. And it strikes, it kills.

On a less serious note, accuse me now of verbosity, yes, I am indeed guilty of the crime.

Undeniably guilty. 😉

The Quest In A Vast Space

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The Quest: A Vast Space

Naguilian, La Union, Philippines (May 27, 2013)

If only the stars shone the brightest when I met you,
Then I can tell that they’ve aligned for me and you.
If only the skies were as clear and as vast,
Then I could have rejoiced gladly and at last.

But things suddenly changed,
Perspectives here and there were exchanged.
I didn’t realize too as days dragged on,
All the multitudes of emotions I have to ride on.

I could care less if the moments were never the sweetest,
Nor were they precious moments to attest.
But feelings I care not but for what I have learned,
I sure am glad how the cards have turned.

Yes, I did cry.
For yes, I did try.
Funny, how ironic life can be.
A happy ending is not usually what you see.

But should I always be the cynic that I always am?
With a fear to go through yet another sham?
But I hoped for gray skies to clear,
Moments I know I always will hold dear.

So when skies start to become blue,
Believe, for always, they are true.
For though I may have lost you,
Space tells me I will find you.

(Written by: Christine Lailani G. Ginete)

Mushy Like A Mushroom – Missing Home

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Mushy Like A Mushroom: Missing Home

I stared at this photo I took in my home town in Bicol a few months back. It is a mushroom. That, I can tell. For sure you can tell. 😉

It is soft and pure. A haven. A refuge for those tiny creatures crawling on the ground.

I imagined myself to be that creature. I sought shelter in that white spot.

I thought about home. After 11 years, this year is the second time I wasn’t able to go home at this time of the month.

I miss home. I miss my family. I miss the salty, summer breeze, the twigs, the flowers, the ants – every single thing around me when I am there.

But that mushroom signifies my other home too – a pure and spot-free life like what Jesus had.

This mushroom reminded me everything I ought to be – pure and simple, amidst the grayness and rusticity around me.

And another thing too – to be mushy. Thus, this emotional article. 😀

“Thou Shall Not Wilt”

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If your imagination is running high, you would agree with me if this looks like a flower to you – the inside of the top core cover of a coconut fruit attached to a stalk. A flower that will not wilt. 🙂