I bought several dozens trees big enough so I didn’t have to wait ten years to harvest like this 6 ft. tall chico tree, it has bunga (fruit) already.
Mark Anthony dropped the buko from the top of the tree, it broke pero we were still able to eat some of the meat. Ang lambot, fresh na fresh.
Men in black. His whole family recently left for the US. His wife was petitioned by her siblings some 20 years ago. Finally, she got her immigrant visa and was able to bring all her 5 children with her. She would come back next year to marry him, then petition him.
My list of things I wish to have in my (dream) mini farm keeps on growing. I want to have a turkey, peacock and ducks. The neighbor across the street has a turkey.
I also want to have a mini stone bridge like the one in St. Andrews.
We discovered there are about a dozen coffee trees in the property meron ng bunga. We can have our own coffee beans. Free coffee na tayo. Langka pala bears fruits twice a year. I can earn a little money. I will sell in front of our house, tulong man lang pandilig ng mga halaman.
I will also plant upo, patola, talong, okra, sili and ampalaya. Napansin mo ba, mahilig ako sa mahaba. Gusto ko yung balag na merong mga nakalawit.
Edmund told me it’s as if naman daw I have a big lot. No more space daw. I will put our beds under the vegetable trellis.
It would require some money to maintain a farm no matter how small. Syempre merong caretaker-gardener and maid, gastos to pay for electricity, water, repairs, realty taxes. Siguro eventually, in a few years, we might open the place to the public. There will be four cottages/ kubo. Oyen said I should name the rooms. Ayaw ko flowers, kasi marami ng ganyan. It’s a mini farm so I will name each room after veggies depending on its size or the number of guests it could accommodate, Upo for the largest, patola for the medium, talong for honeymooners, okra for singles.
“Hello, how many are you? Anong mga sizes?”
“This is to confirm your two nights reservation for the patola room”.
My children were giggling when I told them the would-be-names of the kubo.
Oyen——–“Mom, do you have a name for your horse?”
OMB———“Yes, horny”.
oYEN——– “MOM!
OMB——— “Anak kasi combination, di ba, HORse and poNY kaya horny”.
Oyen——– “Mom! You crazy woman, who thinks of this things…?”
OMB——— “Come horny-horny”.
I really would like to have a cow, pero dapat daw a pair. Baka dumami. This bull belongs to the neighboring property.
Edmund and I’s cottage room. No name yet.
