The lighthouse

Quaint Sunday afternoon 

I am in this beautiful house with huge windows. I have always loved huge windows. They connect you to the sky. They connect you to the world. Windows also usher in cool breeze. It helps that I’m on the second floor overlooking the city port. It is totally picturesque. It is a cool day today. King sun is still hiding somewhere. Earlier on, I heard sirens from the pier to signal the celebration of the province’s day. I understand the city is joining the province to celebrate the occasion. There’s a festive mood in the city.

The past two weeks, I saw my FB account filled with reunion photos. July is indeed a reunion month for many Tagbilaranons and Boholanos. A friend told me it is on account of Sandugo which is commemorated every July. Indeed reunions are a wonderful, fun experience.

Back to the lighthouse where I am staying, the host is now playing classic music from her classic player. She bought it from the U.S. and brought it all the way home. It’s such a beauty. Classic music, cool breeze, charming view from the pier, high room, and huge windows. This is the perfect place to write a book. 

Below are the photos I took from the windows and terraces of the lighthouse.

Contrast

Lolo Cris Lungay's favorite pasalubong for us.

From the terrace. I could almost reach it. 

City port on a Sunday

A beautiful house

I was in this beautiful house this Saturday afternoon.
It reminded me of Bohol. There’s a certain mystic atmosphere that makes me feel like home.
It’s really true that houses evoke different feelings in a guest. We respond to a house.

The antique furniture and fixture and colorful cutlery brought me back to my childhood days in my home province.

Ahh the house architecture was resort-inspired, the owner volunteered. Totally! It was characterized by lots and lots of open spaces, huge doors, wide and vast windows. Perfect! I love huge windows. They have a certain appeal to my senses. They add to the character of the house.

I think windows will tell the world whether you are an open person or not. With windows, one can easily see who is outside from inside the house; and one can be readily seen from the outside.

And then it rained.
What a perfect setting.
I was in this beautiful house and it had to rain.
I used to say, I love it when it rains… as long as I don’t get wet.
This afternoon I said, it had to rain... when I’m inside this beautiful house.
Perfect setting for a perfect story.

P.S. The photos I used are inspired by what I saw. This is not the real thing. (",)