I woke up earlier that day with an extra bounce in my step. I will admit that it’s all due to an exciting piece of news I received the day before. Lighthearted and sanguine, I readily made plans that went beyond self and simply chose to spend my time with my nephew and niece. After a quick trip to the supermarket with H, we all decided to take Blue out for a walk to a park nearby, Dulcie Perry Park, where there’s a playground, trees, and a wide stretch of grass.
Jeans Topshop (it’s a pink stretch skinny I bought at Siam Square in Bangkok, Thailand)
Necklace Lee Hwa Jewelry
It is around kids that I feel most free to let my inner kid out. With mirrored exuberance, I got on the swing grinning, laughing, giggling, savouring the feeling that the activity brings: swinging in the air, rush of cool wind and losing control of depth and motion.
It equals the feeling of seeing the glee on the faces of the kids watching you, an adult, enjoying the very thing they believe are reserved for them alone. But they love the idea that you’re participating.
They enjoy that you’re enjoying the matters involved in play. They love that you’re part of it. They smile because you smile, laugh because you laugh. It’s amazing.
On the walk back, we even discussed plans about making the 3rd installment for a home movie. And we started prepping for the next activity on the itinerary: fishing.
Decided to put on another layer, the Zara jacket, since I know it can get real cold out on the jetty. We did a quick stop at a bait shop near Brighton Beach. The mural found on the side of the shop caught my attention and was quick to take a few snaps with C. If we’re friends on Facebook, you’ll find a couple of photos of the “ink-ing squid” and the “aquarium scene” in my Oz album.
C waiting for the fish bite.
We used to do a lot of crabbing on my previous trips to Oz but this time around, fishing is my nephew’s current fixation. He’s been unlucky so far BUT he did catch a crab with the rod, ironically. Lulz.
Brighton Beach at Sunset (’twas around half past 7 when I took this photo, mind you.)
I love fishing plus the memories it brings — my dad taught me how to fish in open sea on a trip to San Antonio island in Puerto Galera, Philippines when I was a teenager. Watching my nephew enjoy something that my dad would’ve loved doing with his apo (grandson), made me wish he is indeed around to do so.
P.S. Swing photos with me in it were taken by my 5-year old niece. <3