under the baobab tree

We run/walk under this tree fairly often as it is along one of our favourite routes through the Singapore Botanic Gardens.

Recently we stopped to gawk at the strange looking fruit hanging off its high branches. Turns out the fruit have been wrapped in some sort of mesh.

Conveniently, this tree carries it own name tag with its many interesting, graphic names.

Googling Baobab tree, it appears that the fruit can be eaten and has immense health benefits.

Anyone care to speculate why the Rangers from the Gardens have wrapped up these fruit?

This post is my contribution to One Word Sunday: Fruit hosted by Debbie at TravelWithIntent.

taking the time to get closer

Not long after we started our run in the Singapore Botanic Gardens, Loving Husband pointed this interesting curio to me. Loathe to stop so soon after we started, I’d actually run on. But my curiosity got the better of me and we ran back to take a closer look.

Loving Husband was just as fascinated as he tried to pick up what looked like a nicely coiled piece of wood. But in fact, it was part of the roots of the tree.

The exciting things we discover when we stop, look & marvel.

This post is my contribution to Friendly Friday Photo Challenge: Close Examination hosted by Amanda at SomethingToPonderAbout and Sandy at TheSandyChronicles.

nosy-ing around the neighbourhood

On one of my evening runs, I nosed around the historic homes on Peirce Road, Ridout Road and then back through Dempsey Hill.

And took some time to take in a fun fountain, which the artists have depicted scenes of this area through time, called Culmination of Pasts.

This post is my contribution to One Word Sunday: Nosy hosted by Debbie at TravelWithIntent.

pair of them

August is fast approaching. School will restart soon. Anxiety levels ebb & swell. Venturing out of our bubble is challenging.

One Word Sunday: Pair hosted by Debbie at TravelWithIntent, Friendly Friday Photo Challenge: Capturing a Feeling hosted by Amanda at SomethingToPonderAbout & Sandy at TheSandyChronicles.

Cinnamon Rolls for Our Virtual Tea Party

It’s funny how after more than 20 years with my little family, there are still things I learn about them. One of these being we all four love cinnamon rolls.

Umbrella

My evening run took an exploratory turn as we decided to try a route not taken before. As it so often happens when confronted with new sights, I stopped to gawk at various wonders, natural and otherwise.

last photo for June 2020

Our indoor rendition of smores: marshmallows torched to perfection by Older Daughter (kitchen blowtorch), homemade black sesame chocolate spread, sandwiched between Petit Beurre biscuits

The Changing Seasons: June 2020

One of my highlights in June was working on The Tan Times. It all began almost 30 years ago with a newsletter which we put together to keep in touch. In a fit of housekeeping a few months ago in early April, Houseproud Mom discovered all the back issues (the newsletter had long been discontinued).

a space just for me

A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.”

“The Critic as Artist”, Oscar Wilde

early wet mornings

It is unusual for me to be up at 6pm and sitting at my writing space (I have taken over a portion of my dining table & set up shop there). If I am up at this time of day, it is typically for a run. But I was met with a dramatic thunderstorm upon waking and so I find myself here; the Southwest Monsoons have been enthusiastically watering our little island with thundershowers these past few days.