6th day - 5 things TODAY (till Christmas)

It's a rainy Sunday.

Failed in my attempt to sundry some tomatoes. Nevertheless, there is a thing called next time.
Mumbled my grateful prayer for my ati Elsa. A very long time ago, we frequented the same school and when she got so busy she gave me her remaining course. To this day, I am glad to stay on despite the seemingly turtle-like progression in my skill. Bless your heart, my ati Elsa.
Morning chitchat with my schnafouille on our terrace over a mug of coffee. It was drizzling, our cat was coming our way from her hiding spot. I laughed at something he said. Finishing his cigarette and the 2nd cup of espresso, he went back inside. I stayed on and embraced the stillness of my surroundings.
Silenced my mind for a few minutes. It is really a challenge to quiet my mind, to let it stop wandering so that I can empty whatever there is to let go.
Inspired by a fellow Pinay living in Canada. I was smiling while watching her garden. I have hope and plan to make our garden better next year.

It might not be obvious that you are making someone smile, that you are inspiring anyone, that you are making someone else's day better. Yet you are. So YOU do YOU.

Thank you, I am truly grateful that you are here, in this awesome UNIVERSE.

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