birdy home in my house

this is the birdy's nest, there only one egg... then

there's two
this is the pitcher to steam milk, the red mark is where u stop, or not the milk will be burn
super love my new camera punya iA(intelligent auto) tht is able to adjust to makro without me doin it woohoo... took this at work. ice grande coffee

my youngest customer

my new camera

ladies and gentlemen i have a new husband, his name is lummy
he's everything to me now, he'll be with me and store down moments with me
whether sad,happy, crazy or saint times he'll record them all to his highest sensitivity
best quality and details
he cost me so much, but i'm willing
i feed on water and air la
just for lummy


Galvin happen to be my first model
a very coorparative model indeed :)

family camp

this is grace and dine.. well all the girls were in the hoodie craze mood so she is one of them
and this here is esther lim the devotion group leader, she did an awesome job, she never seem to amaze me with her abilities-alway trying and learning and teachable :)
that one great virtue reminds me of the proverbs that a wise men takes correction
i took the liberty to put some daddy and son picture, heh-they look really cute togather dun they
i must say that food never taste good unless there's friends to share with then u have them to share them good taste and crazy moment, so this is ling yi and aunty veron thank goodness for her i found nice heong pang hehehe :) and i have ling yi-she admits that she feeds on grass and soil so more for me on the food.
almost everything there is to do is about food in kampar-if not spiritual then physical
this is my devotion group, wow they are one unique bunch very inspiring and amazing to see how God finely and in perfection never failing to mould them and speak into their hearts
i believe to see them women after God's heart
hope to go kampar hotel again, well its the only camp place i dun mind taking my bath more than once hahah and have to problem sleeping. i had the family suite... sweet!

will it happen

there's so much in me that wants to be expressed and shout out
i wish to put them to a tune, dancing along with a melody, sung along with lyrics
but i seem to be jammed, words that flow will not satisfy what i wish to bring forward
they neither rhyme nor flow
there are times a song just come so easily, sometimes they don't
i'm always in awe when i listen to songs
amazed how their voices resound so clearly and beautifully
the words within the lyrics resides in a mystery the message in them
how , how they do it??
do they burst forth in a song through what they see, hear, feel, smell and touch.
i wish i could be them
writing songs and putting them to melodious tunes with a message
all that is heartfelt