Made my first bigné yesterday.. I copied the recipe from a baking show on tv. Bigné is like a soft type of bread and has sweet cream fillings...you either fill them with chocolate or just a simple sweet cream. This pastry is one of the known sweets of Italy.
Perhaps, a good companion to a cup of cappuccino.. anyway, have a sweet weekeday!
We went on a trail in the forest where many small waterfalls can be found. I was with my husband and in-laws. I wish to enjoy this time before the greening season turns to yellow and dry as cold season is here.
On our first trail, we found this sweet cat along the riverside...seems like the cat is used to people, never elusive.
And I just want to savor this view...
along our long walk, found these cylclamens and there were lots of them along the banks..Oh, I just love flowers.
We were already tired and could not finish visiting what's in our map because it's a big forest park so ended here...while kids enjoy this swing, we got curious too and so this is not only for young ones but even for adults. I, my husband, and brother-in-law tried the swing and we had fun. You know that child in all of us is awaken. :)
These last two photos are the ways along our trail. The greening around will simply make you fall in love with mother nature time and again.
"The earth laughs in flowers"- R.W. Emerson
Had my short morning walk today while hubby is at work. This one is the small park nearby where flowers just lavishly bloom. I couldn't help but admire them while taking a short stop and a good sit.
I actually have no idea what's the name of this kind of flower. I am not good with flower names..heheh!So often, I ask my husband when we're together during the walk. Perhaps some of my visitors here know its name..I would be glad to know. :-)
Today, I'm in one with nature...and I just feel like enjoying such gift and beauty.
Coming home ,after almost four years in a foreign land, is a feeling that I never thought I would experience in all my life. And I couldn't find words to define that feeling. There's just one thing I'm certain, I miss people...people who "are"part of me and perhaps even those who "were" part of me. But meeting each of them in this homecoming is not my main objective. I have to be home for my family, for my sick father. Taking care of our aging parents is part of our values as Filipinos, even if we have already built a life and a family of our own apart from them, and I'm proud that we have that kind of value.
So much have changed in the place I used to call my home. I must say "used to call" because I "wanted" to accept the idea that I have already found my second home as a married woman...and they are my husband and his family, and that I now belong to them. As long as I have not accepted that idea, I will always feel homesick…