<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025031998814696826</id><updated>2011-07-28T22:01:26.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Picture Paints a Thousand Words</title><subtitle type='html'>The Photo Journey</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>GraceL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04443878417802243657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/274/804/1600/Icon.0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025031998814696826.post-2854030449298678702</id><published>2010-07-12T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T08:24:08.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Durian Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/TDx_bscihuI/AAAAAAAAAP4/jw-qr8pCvRU/s1600/Falling+Durians.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/TDx_bscihuI/AAAAAAAAAP4/jw-qr8pCvRU/s320/Falling+Durians.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493405759249221346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came across this sign while roaming around another patch of forest here, and was happily reminded that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IT' S DURIAN SEASON !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Read the rest of &lt;a href="http://wakkoon.blogspot.com/2010/07/durian-season.html"&gt;the entry at 'Leaf in the Wind'&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4025031998814696826-2854030449298678702?l=wakkoon2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/feeds/2854030449298678702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2010/07/durian-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/2854030449298678702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/2854030449298678702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2010/07/durian-season.html' title='Durian Season'/><author><name>GraceL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04443878417802243657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/274/804/1600/Icon.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/TDx_bscihuI/AAAAAAAAAP4/jw-qr8pCvRU/s72-c/Falling+Durians.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025031998814696826.post-8205240248879669809</id><published>2010-07-02T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T22:40:00.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Giant Visitor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/TCpPrNDBEkI/AAAAAAAAAPw/tDrxUMtcM3s/s1600/Swallowtail+Moth.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/TCpPrNDBEkI/AAAAAAAAAPw/tDrxUMtcM3s/s320/Swallowtail+Moth.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488286699559653954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A butterfly lights beside us like a sunbeam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and for a brief moment, its glory and beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;belong to our world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But then it flies again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And though we wish it could have stayed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We feel lucky to have seen it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..."&lt;br /&gt;- Read the rest of &lt;a href="http://wakkoon.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-giant-visitor.html"&gt;the entry from 'Leaf in the Wind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;entry&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/entry&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4025031998814696826-8205240248879669809?l=wakkoon2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/feeds/8205240248879669809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-giant-visitor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/8205240248879669809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/8205240248879669809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-giant-visitor.html' title='Another Giant Visitor'/><author><name>GraceL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04443878417802243657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/274/804/1600/Icon.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/TCpPrNDBEkI/AAAAAAAAAPw/tDrxUMtcM3s/s72-c/Swallowtail+Moth.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025031998814696826.post-4761263174357196085</id><published>2010-04-04T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T08:22:15.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/S7dx9_uRdfI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Qi0P9iJ4Fr4/s1600/Easter.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/S7dx9_uRdfI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Qi0P9iJ4Fr4/s1600/Easter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/S7dx9_uRdfI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Qi0P9iJ4Fr4/s320/Easter.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455954783474120178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;...&lt;br /&gt;But God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which He loved us, even when we were dead in our trespasses, made us alive together with Christ - by grace you have been saved - and raised us up with Him and seated us with Him in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus." - Ephesians 2: 4-6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Read the rest of &lt;a href="http://wakkoon.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter.html"&gt;the entry from 'Leaf in the Wind'.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4025031998814696826-4761263174357196085?l=wakkoon2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/feeds/4761263174357196085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/4761263174357196085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/4761263174357196085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>GraceL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04443878417802243657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/274/804/1600/Icon.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/S7dx9_uRdfI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Qi0P9iJ4Fr4/s72-c/Easter.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025031998814696826.post-674568432457280090</id><published>2010-03-15T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:48:01.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Savoured Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/S56HNPGRmQI/AAAAAAAAAPg/zRWwJLw1r1k/s1600-h/2amdessertbar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/S56HNPGRmQI/AAAAAAAAAPg/zRWwJLw1r1k/s320/2amdessertbar.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448941260625778946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"...&lt;br /&gt;However, when it came to the company and conversation that we shared there, those... were priceless.&lt;/span&gt;.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;We savoured our moments together, and we would gather in out-of-the way places, ostensibly to talk at great length about inconsequential matters, but in fact to cement faces, the sounds of voices, and very personal connections forever in our memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;- The Hidden City, by David Eddings.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;- Read the rest of &lt;a href="http://wakkoon.blogspot.com/2010/03/savoured-moments.html"&gt;the entry from 'Leaf in the Wind'&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4025031998814696826-674568432457280090?l=wakkoon2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/feeds/674568432457280090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2010/03/savoured-moments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/674568432457280090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/674568432457280090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2010/03/savoured-moments.html' title='Savoured Moments'/><author><name>GraceL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04443878417802243657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/274/804/1600/Icon.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/S56HNPGRmQI/AAAAAAAAAPg/zRWwJLw1r1k/s72-c/2amdessertbar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025031998814696826.post-9213063120186153129</id><published>2010-03-04T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:34:22.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dove in the Window</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/S4_zgmxQGbI/AAAAAAAAAPY/1dDWmKInAkA/s1600-h/spotted+doves.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/S4_zgmxQGbI/AAAAAAAAAPY/1dDWmKInAkA/s320/spotted+doves.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444838216002705842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I woke up to a beautiful sight today. Seated at my windowsill, a pair of spotted doves were gently grooming each other, their eyes closed in silent bliss. It was a scene of such tenderness, intimacy, and serenity, that I continued watching for several minutes, while standing stock-still and silent behind my curtains. After some time, the pair finished grooming, paced along the sill a little longer, and flew off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great way to start the day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Matthew 6 : 25-27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4025031998814696826-9213063120186153129?l=wakkoon2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/feeds/9213063120186153129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2010/03/dove-in-window.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/9213063120186153129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/9213063120186153129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2010/03/dove-in-window.html' title='Dove in the Window'/><author><name>GraceL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04443878417802243657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/274/804/1600/Icon.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/S4_zgmxQGbI/AAAAAAAAAPY/1dDWmKInAkA/s72-c/spotted+doves.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025031998814696826.post-207351692572089287</id><published>2009-09-26T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T12:45:00.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forest Sanctuary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/Sr5hsMD1eDI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/7cTWWYgGt88/s1600-h/sanctuary.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/Sr5hsMD1eDI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/7cTWWYgGt88/s320/sanctuary.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385849616161142834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Found another little sanctuary while wandering in the midst of the urban forest. The place seemed so dream-like, it was almost surreal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4025031998814696826-207351692572089287?l=wakkoon2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/feeds/207351692572089287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2009/09/forest-sanctuary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/207351692572089287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/207351692572089287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2009/09/forest-sanctuary.html' title='Forest Sanctuary'/><author><name>GraceL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04443878417802243657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/274/804/1600/Icon.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/Sr5hsMD1eDI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/7cTWWYgGt88/s72-c/sanctuary.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025031998814696826.post-98731804140800721</id><published>2009-08-15T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T02:11:00.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuggets of Gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/SoWpeqbipII/AAAAAAAAAPI/RjwfjaRjM6Y/s1600-h/Hersheys.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/SoWpeqbipII/AAAAAAAAAPI/RjwfjaRjM6Y/s320/Hersheys.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369884474960159874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another nugget of gold (pun intended :) ... A treasured gift brought all the way from the US, by another dear one who remembered my love for Hersheys chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So blessed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God always brings the right people and forms of encouragement, to help us along when we most need them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4025031998814696826-98731804140800721?l=wakkoon2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/feeds/98731804140800721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2009/08/nuggets-of-gold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/98731804140800721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/98731804140800721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2009/08/nuggets-of-gold.html' title='Nuggets of Gold'/><author><name>GraceL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04443878417802243657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/274/804/1600/Icon.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/SoWpeqbipII/AAAAAAAAAPI/RjwfjaRjM6Y/s72-c/Hersheys.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025031998814696826.post-4330963765947610877</id><published>2009-08-04T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:14:00.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Half Full or Half Empty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/Snhfd9iSWyI/AAAAAAAAAO4/zYholbgqpk8/s1600-h/half+glass.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/Snhfd9iSWyI/AAAAAAAAAO4/zYholbgqpk8/s320/half+glass.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366143924351163170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you think the glass is half full, or half empty?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, there may be at least 3 types of people :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Those who would ponder if the glass is half full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Those who would ponder if the glass is half empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) And those who would drink up the water immediately, without letting the question bother them. For them, thirst is the most immediate and pressing need. The question and its answer don't matter as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literally, and figuratively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take education, for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people praise the merits of a country's educational system.&lt;br /&gt;Some people wax lyrical about its faults.&lt;br /&gt;And there are some who long just for the privillege of being able to go to school to study, nevermind its strengths or weaknesses. Philosophy isn't something they have the luxury to indulge in at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We can take far too many things for granted sometimes, the same for other examples as well. Do we continue to debate 'half-full or half-empty' in blithe ignorance of those who long even for a sip of water?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4025031998814696826-4330963765947610877?l=wakkoon2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/feeds/4330963765947610877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2009/08/half-full-or-half-empty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/4330963765947610877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/4330963765947610877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2009/08/half-full-or-half-empty.html' title='Half Full or Half Empty'/><author><name>GraceL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04443878417802243657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/274/804/1600/Icon.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/Snhfd9iSWyI/AAAAAAAAAO4/zYholbgqpk8/s72-c/half+glass.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025031998814696826.post-5407987011927100156</id><published>2009-07-14T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T08:14:00.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Louder Than Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Over the past few months, I've often had to stay cooped up in my room, reading and writing in front of the computer for days on end. My family knew it could get quite depressing and frustrating at times, so they bought a little something to cheer me up (and to provide some sugar to keep me going :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/Sl2z9Hri1RI/AAAAAAAAAOw/iO2SGJMmab0/s1600-h/Jap+Mochi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/Sl2z9Hri1RI/AAAAAAAAAOw/iO2SGJMmab0/s320/Jap+Mochi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358636994255836434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Japanese Mochi !!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As well as biscuits for me to munch on while I think and write, heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smallest tokens can say the biggest things...&lt;/span&gt;  ♥&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4025031998814696826-5407987011927100156?l=wakkoon2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/feeds/5407987011927100156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2009/07/louder-than-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/5407987011927100156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/5407987011927100156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2009/07/louder-than-words.html' title='Louder Than Words'/><author><name>GraceL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04443878417802243657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/274/804/1600/Icon.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/Sl2z9Hri1RI/AAAAAAAAAOw/iO2SGJMmab0/s72-c/Jap+Mochi.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025031998814696826.post-1085242053611584860</id><published>2009-07-05T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:59:44.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Unexpected Visitor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/SlQ1lOvfrqI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Owbu9PDlnMk/s1600-h/mantis.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/SlQ1lOvfrqI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Owbu9PDlnMk/s320/mantis.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355964770579099298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/SlIi7aDcbkI/AAAAAAAAAOA/qwQ87RMHhE4/s1600-h/Mantis2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/SlIi7aDcbkI/AAAAAAAAAOA/qwQ87RMHhE4/s320/Mantis2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355381310898335298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"...&lt;br /&gt;a low-pitched humming filled my room, and an audible "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twack&lt;/span&gt;!" punctuated the silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up from my work, and turned around to find myself face to face with... a HUGE 10+ cm long praying mantis! The fella had apparently flown in through my window, and landed on my bed. Talk about knowing how to make itself feel at home, heh :)&lt;br /&gt;..."&lt;br /&gt;- Read the rest of &lt;a href="http://wakkoon.blogspot.com/2009/07/unexpected-visitor.html"&gt;the entry from 'Leaf in the Wind&lt;/a&gt;'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4025031998814696826-1085242053611584860?l=wakkoon2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/feeds/1085242053611584860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2009/07/unexpected-visitor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/1085242053611584860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/1085242053611584860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2009/07/unexpected-visitor.html' title='An Unexpected Visitor'/><author><name>GraceL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04443878417802243657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/274/804/1600/Icon.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/SlQ1lOvfrqI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Owbu9PDlnMk/s72-c/mantis.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025031998814696826.post-2769498586244635144</id><published>2009-06-10T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T13:31:03.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grass Withers and The Flowers Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/SjEsZvvavpI/AAAAAAAAANo/pTpIVikqfhE/s1600-h/Stonehenge.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/SjEsZvvavpI/AAAAAAAAANo/pTpIVikqfhE/s320/Stonehenge.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346103053489192594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"...&lt;br /&gt;Life is short. Live it.&lt;br /&gt;Live it Fulfillingly.&lt;br /&gt;Live it Fruitfully.&lt;br /&gt;Live it Fully.&lt;br /&gt;But remember why we live it.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For you have been born again, not of perishable seed, but of imperishable, through the living and enduring word of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   "All men are like grass, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;      and all their glory is like the flowers of the field; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   the grass withers and the flowers fall, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;      but the word of the Lord stands forever." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And this is the word that was preached to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- 1 Peter 1 : 23 - 25&lt;br /&gt;..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Read the rest of &lt;a href="http://wakkoon.blogspot.com/2009/06/grass-withers-and-flowers-fall.html"&gt;the entry from 'Leaf in the Wind'&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4025031998814696826-2769498586244635144?l=wakkoon2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/feeds/2769498586244635144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2009/06/grass-withers-and-flowers-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/2769498586244635144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/2769498586244635144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2009/06/grass-withers-and-flowers-fall.html' title='The Grass Withers and The Flowers Fall'/><author><name>GraceL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04443878417802243657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/274/804/1600/Icon.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/SjEsZvvavpI/AAAAAAAAANo/pTpIVikqfhE/s72-c/Stonehenge.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025031998814696826.post-7972884919253538010</id><published>2009-05-18T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T08:52:04.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indulgence</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/ShMIHQDYchI/AAAAAAAAANg/eMH2r-QKDAY/s1600-h/Mudpie2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/ShMIHQDYchI/AAAAAAAAANg/eMH2r-QKDAY/s320/Mudpie2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337618904025428498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greta made a stopover in Singapore during her flight back to Adelaide on the weekend. Thus, a few of us met with her and caught up over lunch yesterday. We also shared a Muddy Mudpie from Coffee Club - superbly rich chocolate and coffee indulgence... mmm :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5 C's of indulgence... Chocolate, Coffee, Cake, Conversation, Company :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good food, good friends... I'm going to miss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4025031998814696826-7972884919253538010?l=wakkoon2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/feeds/7972884919253538010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2009/05/indulgence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/7972884919253538010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/7972884919253538010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2009/05/indulgence.html' title='Indulgence'/><author><name>GraceL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04443878417802243657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/274/804/1600/Icon.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/ShMIHQDYchI/AAAAAAAAANg/eMH2r-QKDAY/s72-c/Mudpie2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025031998814696826.post-7445738007411182878</id><published>2009-05-14T06:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T07:07:27.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wallflower</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/SgwfnMcSJeI/AAAAAAAAANY/HlsT2eyOynQ/s1600-h/flower2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/SgwfnMcSJeI/AAAAAAAAANY/HlsT2eyOynQ/s320/flower2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335674416742409698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone walked past the small and seemingly insignificant roadside plant. Not hidden from view, but somehow, still easily overlooked. Yet, a reminder of the beauty, creativity, intricacy, and design of each piece of His handiwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He has made everything beautiful in its time.&lt;br /&gt;He has also set eternity in the hearts of men;&lt;br /&gt;yet they cannot fathom what God has done from beginning to end&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;- Ecclesiastes 3:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4025031998814696826-7445738007411182878?l=wakkoon2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/feeds/7445738007411182878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2009/05/wallflower.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/7445738007411182878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/7445738007411182878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2009/05/wallflower.html' title='Wallflower'/><author><name>GraceL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04443878417802243657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/274/804/1600/Icon.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/SgwfnMcSJeI/AAAAAAAAANY/HlsT2eyOynQ/s72-c/flower2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025031998814696826.post-4267641806452838946</id><published>2009-05-08T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T07:24:13.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Injecting Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/SgXa3Wr_M9I/AAAAAAAAAL4/33PmSqvOxIw/s1600-h/DSCF0842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/SgXa3Wr_M9I/AAAAAAAAAL4/33PmSqvOxIw/s320/DSCF0842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333909978207957970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not exactly the most aesthetic of pictures... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an injection with a dose of the influenza vaccine. Although it wasn't a vaccine against the H1N1 'Swine Flu' virus, the vaccine was supposed to dampen the severity if I did catch it, and would provide better immunity against other strains of influenza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I finally went to visit 'Doc', an old friend, whom I hadn't seen for almost 7 years. After the injection, we chatted and caught up a bit, had a few good laughs, and talked about his collection of figurines. However, all too soon, we knew it was time for him to tend to other patients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's been so many years... Well, hope to see you again." he said, with a smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah," I said sincerely, missing our longer chats in the past, "but hopefully not in here, haha."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, that's right!" and both of us laughed, as I opened the door and stepped out of his clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The injection site on my arm is still a little sore, but I guess the opportunity to catch up with an old friend made it worthwhile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4025031998814696826-4267641806452838946?l=wakkoon2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/feeds/4267641806452838946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-exactly-most-aesthetic-of-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/4267641806452838946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/4267641806452838946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-exactly-most-aesthetic-of-pictures.html' title='Injecting Life'/><author><name>GraceL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04443878417802243657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/274/804/1600/Icon.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/SgXa3Wr_M9I/AAAAAAAAAL4/33PmSqvOxIw/s72-c/DSCF0842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025031998814696826.post-8547098299455734514</id><published>2009-05-04T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T11:11:39.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunset</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/Sf9TZa6PaFI/AAAAAAAAALs/GyjBzdNPCKg/s1600-h/DSCF0811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/Sf9TZa6PaFI/AAAAAAAAALs/GyjBzdNPCKg/s320/DSCF0811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332072180015392850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"... We've had several really beautiful sunsets here over the past few days (like this one from yesterday). I'm thankful for the view from our place, where I could appreciate those brief moments, when the sky was streaked with a rich array of pinks, purples, and blues. A visual reminder of one of His masterpieces, whether it's miles away in Adelaide, or here in Singapore..." - Read the rest of the &lt;a href="http://wakkoon.blogspot.com/2009/05/post-hiatus.html"&gt;entry from 'Leaf in the Wind'&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4025031998814696826-8547098299455734514?l=wakkoon2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/feeds/8547098299455734514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunset.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/8547098299455734514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/8547098299455734514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunset.html' title='Sunset'/><author><name>GraceL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04443878417802243657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/274/804/1600/Icon.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/Sf9TZa6PaFI/AAAAAAAAALs/GyjBzdNPCKg/s72-c/DSCF0811.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025031998814696826.post-6975163191232089952</id><published>2009-05-04T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T05:30:43.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Picture Paints a Thousand Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/SggaHLf9w6I/AAAAAAAAANQ/Domu1INUYKU/s1600-h/titlebar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 139px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/SggaHLf9w6I/AAAAAAAAANQ/Domu1INUYKU/s320/titlebar.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334542469268620194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyone knows the saying '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A picture paints a thousand words&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, a picture or photograph can often portray so much more than a simple image.&lt;br /&gt;Each picture tells a story in itself, displaying elements like the situation, background, and subject(s)... the context of what was captured.&lt;br /&gt;More than that, it often (intentionally or not) encapsulates one's emotions, thoughts, perspectives, focus, interests... sometimes made obvious to the person viewing it, and at other times, made known only to the person who created it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind every picture, there's a story, a reason why it was captured or created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend once suggested starting a photo-blog. One photo a day. To capture and remind us of something that happened or struck us that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And perhaps I'll take up her suggestion. To chronicle my life and thoughts. To capture the memories of each little blessing that comes along each day. To remind me how each day is special and unique. To help me treasure things, and avoid taking them for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A visual diary, of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds idealistic? Perhaps :) Realistically, I probably won't update daily, but will try to do so at least once a week. After all, it doesn't take too long to upload one photo with a short caption, right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4025031998814696826-6975163191232089952?l=wakkoon2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/feeds/6975163191232089952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2009/05/almost-everyone-knows-saying-picture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/6975163191232089952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4025031998814696826/posts/default/6975163191232089952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkoon2.blogspot.com/2009/05/almost-everyone-knows-saying-picture.html' title='A Picture Paints a Thousand Words'/><author><name>GraceL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04443878417802243657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/274/804/1600/Icon.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wDV8kPK00pA/SggaHLf9w6I/AAAAAAAAANQ/Domu1INUYKU/s72-c/titlebar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
