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RAINY BAGUIO




Miracles are a retelling in small letters
of the very same story which is written across
the whole world in letters too large
for some of us to see.
~ C.S. Lewis



Once upon a moment in rainy Baguio,
I walked down a garden patch
and the petite anthurium flowers
delightfully beamed at me.
A lovely freshness filled morning that was!


I wandered in an old bathroom and I found this
old tree tapestry hanging by its window.

Maybe looking forlorn, wet and moldy
from the constant drizzles by the window sill
but its earth colors and the image
of an old growth pine tree is worth the snapshot
and memory about Baguio's hand woven Arts and Craft.



In a public utility jeep,
I was shivering wet and cold from the rain.
I felt miserable of the sudden heavy downpour as
I am without an umbrella.




At the corner sat a little boy singing his heart out, unmindful of the rain.
He caught me in his own world and I started to melt and warm up.
His voice was a soothing lullaby.
Simple miracles happen – such as our own rainy moments
warmed up by the innocence of a song.





Rainy Baguio with its buildings, busy sidewalks,
and its ruins are shelters for people's busy shuffling,
their coming and going – as their lives go on,
 rain or shine.


 

Nothing wastes more energy than worrying about the rain.
In Baguio, it rains anyway. 
Cover your head, then go.



Live
a life of
 serenity:
welcome
the
drizzles,
dance
in the
rain.

"No
person
has the
right to
rain on
your
dreams."

~Marian
Wright
Edelman



From the car, I saw two school girls who were dripping wet.

They took cover in a waiting shed to wait for the rain to stop.
They removed their shoes and some of their soggy belongings.
Then they started to play. They were on their own.

The car moved on and I can't help to worry. Unaccompanied,
anything could happen to little girtls in an isolated place like that.
What else could a concerned mother do... but pray.
Rain, rain go away.. come again another day.



The sayote vines love the rain and the banana plants do, too.
It is available anytime of the year.
No one goes hungry in Rainy Baguio.



The rain washes away the dirty smears
from smog emissions and trash.
It is nature’s way to bathe the city,
but no matter how strong the rain,
it is not enough to clean the place
of its litter and graffiti.

"Like a welcome summer rain,
humor may suddenly cleanse and cool
the earth, the air and you."

~Langston Hughes





"Into each life some rain must fall."
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Clouds come floating into my life,
no longer to carry rain or usher storm,
but to add color to my sunset sky.
~Rabindranath Tagore



 


 "Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby."
~Langston Hughes

 


"I have played in rain before.
I have played in wind before.
I have played in cold before, but not all put together.
They were the hardest conditions I ever played in."
~Michelle Wie






THE BEST FOOD TO EAT IN A RAINY DAY:




Photos were taken in Baguio City, Philippines
By ~LEPAN♥ July 2012

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