January 24, 2019
The bougainvilleas near Buendia MRT lost their color for a few days. They're back to their usual self now. Pink, orange, purple, white, etc.? Against dark green -- a beauty. I call them "my bougies," and I say Hello to them every morning. I'm excited for summer because that's when they are most beautiful. What are your favorite summer memories? Mine remains to be our sticky, afternoon naps on a banig, the slow but dependable ceiling fan, the squeaky clean wood parquet at eye level, and the promise of halo-halo upon waking up. The sound of crushed ice against spoon.