Giving Thanks..

Looking back there are loads to be thankful for..

Cooper has recovered and could run..

Cooper still has his tail.

A good family holiday to Taiwan.

Dad had a successful surgery.

We have lots of home grown vegetables, self sufficient now in greens.

Water supply has been restored.

Finally...

Finally replaced the chip of my Coupe with the one I bought from Leighton of FC Performance. The car drives better now but after today's dyno run, I guess more work is needed on the map.

Have written to Leighton and can wait for him to get back to me. Here is the chart..

Hear My Prayers Lord...

Lord, I pray thee that Cooper has a rest tonight. That you will be there to comfort and assure.

I ask of thee that he will have a speedy recovery and be back with us soon.

That is all I ask of thee.

Thank you Lord.

My Paradise

It's cloudy and windy outside. Took a nice walk down to the pond's edge, Kimi ahead and Ranger beside. Kind of reminded me of the first time I set foot here.
The endless deluge of news of calamities, tragedies and human follies was kind of overwhelming lately. Staying here without access to news of global happenings certainly makes one feel good. Staying ignorant may yet have it's benefits. Knowing and yet not able to effect change puts one in a rather depressing state. You get to sample the feelings of helplessness minus the possibility of getting the junk out of your system. A walk alone with your dogs without a single fellow human being is good therapy for the tired, weary mind.
Had been pretty busy with work and a whole lot of unrelated stuff. Feels like the ground is moving underneath me. Endless activities, travelling chisels a bit off your being and consciousness, sitting behind the wheels of my humble Italian car helps to restore a bit of joy for life. Carpe Diem!
Live we must, persevere we will, fight we have to. Only then can a simple walk with my dogs can have such a therapeutic effect.

Still pouring non stop.

Since it is still raining and there is nothing I can do I might as well post some pictures of my doggies.

Some of my puppies.

Rainy day.

It is a wet sunday here, somehow rainy morning creates some kind of a mixed feeling in me. On the one hand I feel nice and cool, a cup of piping hot coffee and a nice book or magazine, sink into my couch and just soak it all in. On the other hand, there is this strange sense of loss. Kind of like missing the warmth of the morning sun, the wagging tails of my dogs begging for the next flight of the 'lime' which they promptly race to retrieve.

Kind of hard to figure out which is better. Maybe the notion of something better, choice preference is flawed, just a simple matter of accepting seasons as they come and filling it with memories that would bring a smile in the distant future. Certainly simple but far from easy as our preprogrammed brains almost always sees negative in a neutral setting, seeing as black the absence of white, grey as tainted.

As I journey along, I realize that not all is in black and white, most times it is a matter of perception, shaped by our upbringing, experiences, our primordial instinct to survive, to be on top and not bottom, to be faster than the guy in the other car, never mind that he has a V12 under his hood while we push our less than adequate 4 cylinders to the limits. It seems to me this is written in our genetic code, hence the ability and sure certainty to self destruct.

Heh! This is what rainy mornings do to me, a pendulum of sorts, swinging left and back to right, albeit swinging wildly without gathering distance... Oh! My beloved Sun, where art thou? I long your bright light that brings warmth and clarity. Shine soon I beg thee.

A fine day here..

It is a fine day here at the farm. We had super heavy rain yesterday and today it is nice a windy. The leaves on the trees are swaying with ripples on the surface of the pond.

It does reminds me of the first few months of our move here. It's been 6 years and time flies. Season comes and go, we experience all sorts and most make us better and more resilient for the future. The feelings are mixed, overall good.

I miss the times spent with visitors during the first year of our move here. We had some visitors yesterday and today too, enjoyed the company too.

Time is short, we should cherish the good times, simple moments of pure fellowship. Good company over good food.

We were once soldiers.

I remember that we were once soldiers. We had a cause to fight for, many of us made sacrifices, paid the price. Now it is all the different, the cause remains but the army once resolve, now dispersed, fragmented and well, incognito.

Whatever happened, the enemy sure did a good job. Distracting us with all sorts, petty stuff, daily stuff, real or make believe. Question is, are we still believers? Followers? Disciples? I won't kid myself.

For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the powers, against the world forces of this darkness, against the spiritual forces of wickedness in the heavenly places.

Ephesians 6:12

I Say Hello!

Hello there! Sorry for the long absence. Was unaware that there were people checking out this blog till a friend text me today telling me that I had been MIA.

Anyway, I would say it is pure laziness, nothing more. Hopefully I will rediscover my will to write, to persevere on. It is a lonely walk up the hill I must say.