24 October 2016

Looking Forward to Fall

We have just had a very rainy week last week.  Z's camp was postponed much to her grave disappointment. It was just as well. We had a Black Rain signal where we saw many stranded in the office or in schools until late in the evening because of road closures (owing to floods and/or landslides).  Two days after the floods, we were hit by a super typhoon (Haima), which seemed a bit anti-climactic after all the flooding drama we had.  Where we are, it didn't rain very hard, although there were definitely very strong winds.  Because it was declared a T8, classes were suspended and C didn't have to go in to work either.  Yippee!

I love it when have we don't have anything scheduled for the day, when we all just lie back and chill.

The sun is back out again this week.  On our hike this morning, the trail was slightly muddy, but not too bad.  We thought about venturing up a trail that J and his scout troop did last Saturday, but decided when we got to that point to just shelf the idea for when the weather is cooler.  Hopefully, that won't be too long now.  I love shorts and flip-flop weather, but I am looking forward to having fun with my scarves soon. 

Singwa - Wed, 26 Oct 2016

17 October 2016

On the way to a street festival this summer, I saw these flowers growing by the roadside. They totally made me stop.  They're so, so pretty, don't you think?  I feel that if fairies were real, these flowers would be in abundance in Fairyland.

Anyone know what these flowers are called? I'd love to know.


Singwa - Wed, 19 Oct 2016

11 October 2016

I used to love pop, soft drinks, soda or whatever you call it.  Then when I was pregnant with J, I gave that up.  I had had soda again, once in a very rare while, but it was not quite the same after having given it up for so long.  I don't love it anymore; I don't even like it.  

But then, there's root beer. I'd just discovered that they sometimes carry root beer at our local supermarket. It is pop, I know. My excuse?  I don't get to have it all the time.  I indulge in one every now and then (especially on very hot days).  We even introduced root beer floats to the kids one time and they loved it.  What's not to love? I guess what makes root beer all the more special for me is that we don't readily find it here in Hong Kong, the way we could get it pretty anywhere when we were in the US and Canada.

Do you like root beer? What's your guilty indulgence?


03 October 2016


Ever since J started secondary school, he's been having to wake up much earlier, because his school bus has a much earlier pick-up time.  He'd have already left by the time Z wakes up. Surprisingly, there hasn't been any whinging or whining about this.

I prefer an early start to my day.  Even back when I was holding a corporate job, I prefer going in early when it's mostly quiet. I feel I get more things done, before the madness of the day sets in.  That said, there are days when I just feel like hugging my pillow tighter, snuggling in deeper...

Which one are you --an early riser or a night owl or both?  


26 September 2016


I love to travel.   The thought of exploring new destinations, meeting new people, trying new food fills me with excitement.  I am so grateful that I got to visit so many places (22 countries at the last count), but no matter how much fun a trip has been, it's always great to be coming back home.  

When the plane touches down, more often than not, I find myself listing the many different things I've missed and I start thinking when and how I'll get a taste of home again. 

Do you feel the same way?

Singwa - Wed, 28 Sep 2016
Back in the land of Bruce Lee (at the Hong Kong International Airport)

19 September 2016


Starbucks came out with a new Teavana.  Iced shaken hibiscus tea with pomegranate pearls. I just had to try it.  Even though I had to walk all the way to the plaza to get it.  While the rest of the gang were sitting comfortably at our usual coffee place, having their usual quiche and coffee, and chatting away.  Normally, I'd stay put, but (1) I love tea more than coffee, (2) iced shaken hibiscus tea, (3) iced shaken hibiscus tea with pomegranate, and (4, the clincher!) iced shaken hibiscus tea with pomegranate pearls.  There. 

Z agreed to come along and keep me company. She had her iPod and she had her strawberry banana smoothie (from the coffee shop).  She was set.  

On the way back, we spotted these pretty purple flowers by the roadside. They were just there, so pretty against a bright, yellow wall. I just had to stop and try to get a shot.  I went for iced shaken tea and got back with the tea (so good, by the way!) and a snap of these lovely flowers.  I love it when life throws you a little something extra.

14 September 2016

I've mentioned in the past how much I enjoy playing tourist in my own backyard. Especially in a place as colorful and vibrant as Hong Kong, one is bound to come across little gems --be they in the form of quaint little shops, a tucked-away hole-in-the-wall or kooky interactions with strangers. 

My friend and I were waiting for the bus after lunch last Friday.  In the rain, along Hollywood Road.  We'd been waiting for over 20 minutes and the traffic was slow-moving.  I'd been eyeing this tiny roadside "shop" across the street. It was humble. Simple foldaway tables and chairs plunked down right on the concrete sloping street. Condiments in a small tray on the table. Chopsticks stuffed in a tall, uncovered container next to it. Very local.

During a break in the traffic and with no bus in sight, I'd decided to dart across and snap a few with my phone. I'd had to balance my umbrella, crooked against my neck and shoulder, while I tried to zoom in and focus.  I got this.  It was worth stepping in a puddle or two.

When the weather is cooler and drier, I might go back and check out the food and the little dessert kiosk beside it.  

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07 September 2016

It's been a very wet few days here.  While I generally love the rain, it does make going out a tad inconvenient.  I love it when I'm comfortably dry at home while it rains outside. The rivulets of water that slide down the window panes, the steady shower that's like a hundred rain sticks being handled in one go, the smell of damp earth after a downpour (petrichor, it's called).

I don't particularly like it when I'm out and caught in the rain, though. I don't like having to carry an umbrella. I cringe at the feel of wet legs and feet.  But sometimes I am thankful for the rain despite the many inconveniences it brings. I am thankful for the opportunity to capture this image while on the bus the other day. I found the steady thrum of the rain on the bus somehow relaxing and was just mesmerized by the sheets of rainwater on the glass. I was marveling at how commonplace things briefly become pretty. Thank you, Rain.

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