Japanese maple Going away makes coming back ever so slightly more satisfying.


From one whirlwind into another, but briefly, a small respite.


Some days are bad, some days are good, and some days, you just need color thrown all over you. Live life, be happy.


Just wishing I could hit the pause button on the current weather. But beautiful things never last forever.


It was right here all along.

Tibouchina, end of summer
A month after I moved into this apartment, 5 years ago, the tree outside my bedroom window bloomed copiously with these bright purple flowers. I didn’t know their name then, and it took me 3 years to find someone who did (“Er, those purple flowers blooming on trees every end of summer?”)—Tibouchina grandiflora, Nature’s realisation of the final days of a season full of colour, warmth and activity. When they start to bloom every mid-February, I am reminded to hoard those precious last hours of summery sunshine.

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