Water magic

What the eye cannot see, the camera captures. At shutter speeds of 1000 and above, water is beautiful.

Interesting people

People that I found fascinating at MacRitchie Reservoir.

Saris

I have never worn a sari and would love to wear one someday. These ladies were headed for a temple probably for some important temple ceremony. I just love the colours for they really make a bright day even brighter.

Pleasure to be out this morning

Granny and grandchild wondering what it must be like to be on that yacht.

Always here

These balustrades are like silent guards at the seafront of the Changi coastal walk. They have been freshly painted and look like smart soldiers waiting for inspection.

You look like me!

Cheeky looking baby lion beckoning the little girl to come and play.

Spur of the moment click of the camera.

Won't you come home with me?

Workman

I like to steal shots like this. The shot was not planned. It was just at the spur of the moment accompanied with a prayer that the camera would not let me down with poor focusing.

Vehicle

I was waiting for time to pass and from where I was sitting I only had the traffic to entertain me and of course the best way to observe the things around me was to look out for something that would make an interesting picture. The original of this picture was much bigger and so I cropped it to zoom in on the rickshaw againgst the colourful bus.

West Coast Downpour

It was a day the sky fell down to earth in an unceasing torrential downpour that lasted a whole morning. At West Coast Park the entire population of a particular school was gathered for a running event. The black clouds approached with no mercy and unleashed their anger on us. There I was stranded at MacDonalds looking out of the window on my right while the body of school boys packed MacDonalds like sardines in a can on my left. It was getting boring when suddenly I spotted this umbrella with the blue sky and white clouds and I was cheered up for a while. Too bad the foul weather did not let up but MacDonalds did a roaring business on that day.

MPH Bookstore

When I was in school, the bookstore that was like the Borders of our time was the MPH bookstore in this building. Alas, MPH moved out of this building and all I have are just memories. A consolation is that the building is still in its original form.

Changi Village

Colours always brighten up a day!

Friendship

The first photograph has to absolutely be my favourite shot. The rest are just to show how appreciative I was of the lunch that my friend had asked her husband to buy back for us during my visit at her house. The pancakes, laksa, prawn noodles and vegetarian bee hoon were the special treats bought from a market near her house. We do not see each other often but when we do we always have a memorable time together.

A journey through the sky

A journey from the western part of Singapore towards Changi Airport may be a breeze for the driver who enjoys driving but for the passenger, it can be terribly boring doing nothing except look out of the window. So I thought it would be fun to just document my trip by recording the sky.

Labrador Park Sunday favourites

These clouds inspired me to sing the song "Both Sides Now" by Joni Mitchell as I walked along the sea front. The beginning of the song goes like this: "Bows and flows of angel hair, and ice-cream castles in the air and feather canyons everywhere, I've look at clouds that way."
Brought to me by the powers of my 18x zoom.
She reminds of Alice in Wonderland, barefoot and inquisitive. This little girl broke away from a family group and had her worried mother calling out for her.

Father and Son

Father and son spending time at the Singapore Botanic Gardens. Will the kid remember this moment when he becomes a teenager? I wonder. Right then what caught my attention was really the kid's outfit. If he does not remember this outing, he might remember what he was wearing for better or for worse.

My son told me that when he was a kid he used to hate a particular T-shirt because the label at the collar irritated him every time he wore it. Yet he bore with the irritation because he was only a kid and he did as he was told. No protests because his parents did not know the extent of his suffering. If only he had said, "Mum could you remove the label because it is irritating me terribly?" Perhaps he did and I was not listening. Perhaps he did not and I had no idea.

Communication cannot be silent between parents and children. What is not expressed is not communicated and what is expressed may not be communicated. It takes mutual effort to want to get through to each other. With children, you need to be very patient in getting them to share their thoughts with you. When they do, it will be a joy.

Writing in the Sky

It was written in the sky
in cloud characters
spilled across the blue heaven
like tea leaves, read them
The weather is fine!