My courtyard

A giant water bubble formed in our wall today.



It looks like a giant boob. The boys will be thrilled when they come home from school.
I have forbidden anyone to pop it prior to their arrival. It is heavy with water. Gotta hand it to the paint company.



It's a seven-year-old house. Things constantly need fixing and updating.
See how rains have damaged our walls inside the house.



That's why we have to keep on working.
The baby was just as thrilled to discover the giant bubble.



Has it almost been a year?
When we got him he knew only two words: ayaw (no) and nanay (mother).
He also collected "garbage" and held on to them for dear life.



And now, he's become a chatterbox, funny and incoherent.
He is such a blessing. He keeps me company when the boys are out in school and at work.
What am I going to do when you start going to school?



After James died, I started thinking about raising the fence of our courtyard. I found this bamboo fence at Wilcon and asked our gardener to install them using wires. They were really cheap—PHP 1,200 per panel. I bought two.



It's not the strongest, I know, but it will keep the boys from sitting on the rail and protect them from falling over.



Funny that it's still growing. I try to push some of them down, but they keep popping up.



Thank you Dolly for my makahiya plant. I didn't know they grew upward, so I placed them in this pot.



Thank you Lord for your this beautiful day.