i like the rain. i like how it washes the dust off the flowers and oranges... (i've told Mom to fertilize this orange tree with my ashes when i've gone on to Heaven!
i like what the Psalmist wrote about his desire to know GOD...
i reach out for You. i thirst for You as parched land thirsts for rain. (Psalm 143:3)
i like the raindrops sparkling on these
kalamansi fruits...ready for
kalamansi-ade. Mom's tree is laden with these sour fruits almost year round! (
Citrofortunella microcarpa,
lemoncito, or
calamansi is native to the Philippines.)
For the winter is past, and the rain is over and gone. (Song of Solomon 2:11) Well...maybe for today anyway.
i like the rain. i like how it washes the dust off the flowers and oranges... (i've told Mom to fertilize this orange tree with my ashes when i've gone on to Heaven!
i like what the Psalmist wrote about his desire to know GOD... i reach out for You. i thirst for You as parched land thirsts for rain. (Psalm 143:3)
i like the raindrops sparkling on these kalamansi fruits...ready for kalamansi-ade. Mom's tree is laden with these sour fruits almost year round! (Citrofortunella microcarpa, lemoncito, or calamansi is native to the Philippines.)
For the winter is past, and the rain is over and gone. (Song of Solomon 2:11) Well...maybe for today anyway.