BAGUIO FOG: Sunbeam Etchings on a Misty Morning

It was a misty

December morning.
Fog settled

everywhere

creating a canopy
of whiteness -

an invasion of

sort by
puffs of cloud.

Sunbeam

pierced

the

blanket

opalescence.

Etching rays

of sunlight.

Creating a

highway to heaven,

and an illusory portal

to the universe.

The rings of sunlight

drew focus to tinges

of pinks & purples...

Beckoning for attention.

And how

could

one

ignore?

Such

mesmerizing

astral

beauty.

A visual

interpretation

of the saying,
Behind the

clouds
is the sun

still shining.

Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;Behind the clouds is the sun still shining; Thy fate is the common fate of all,Into each life some rain must fall-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow,The Rainy Day, 1841

Snapshots by Russia Lei G. Egmalis 12.2007
Picture Story by ~Lepan ♥ 2007
Heck Hall, Brent School Compound, Baguio City Philippines

CULTURAL VIGNETTE : A tale on the Traditional Costume of the Isneg Tribe of Apayao Province in the Philippines

"Most people think Time is like a river that flows swift and sure in one direction. They are wrong. Sit down and I will tell you a tale like none that you have ever heard." ~Yuri Lowenthal Long ago, in the northernly end of the Cordillera central mountains, lies a province named Apayao. Here, a mighty river, savagely rough and deep, courses through steep mountain gorges down to the valleys and plains, straight to the Philippine Sea. This river, so blue in the mid-morning sun, is the life force for a tribe in Apayao called ISNEG. The Isnegs lived isolated in these expansive mountains with stunning scenery, adorned with small hills and steep cliffs along both sides of the river. A labyrinth of valleys and foothills, embraced by tropical forests and Savanna grass, led them to their paradise. To reach this haven, they navigated for hours on personalized bamboo rafts or small boats, then traversed long trails to their homes. The people cherished their l...

MEDITATIVE ESCAPADE IN PURPLE AT WRIGHT PARK BAGUIO

"She maketh herself coverings of tapestry; her clothing is silk and purple.” ~Bible quotes The magical power of purple had transcended aesthetics, weaving a thread of connection to something greater – a harmony that reached beyond the visible spectrum of colors. A MOMENT WITH THE LONELY HORSES OF WRIGHT PARK I have this love for horses that one day, I went to visit them in Wright Park. "I have often been asked why do I like horses so much. Look into one's eyes. There you will see generations of horses who have served the humans for thousands of years faithfully for nothing in return. Beaten horses, starved hoses, horses who no longer possess a spirit. They deserve to be loved and respected as much as humanly possible. Let them run free again. Let them no longer be a faithful beasts, but embrace them as you would a dear friend, for that is what they are." I tried communicating to each horse, and only one made contact. This...

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