Undated seeds

Everything comes alive after a storm. As if a mess was cleaned. Sunlight looks better. The fields are greener. The air is colder and smells better. The soul is nourished.

I saw a really weird spider. It made nets unlike the usual mandala. Its nets connect leaves to leaves in straight lines. It has a longer body that extends at its back like an octopus and it seems to have fewer legs than a spider. Maybe four our six.

It is so good to visit the fields the day after a strong rain. Even when it's already the afternoon, the moist is still noticeable and breeze and feel is different.

The bats are high flyers as well as the little unidentified birds. They can maintain flight on a windy day for up to about the height of a nine-story building.

The pathways are not communal after all. They were just there because no on was planting and the vehicles and feet created them. The land are not tilled and every spare space was included.

The tobacco were already harvested. A few are being dried up. A man is carrying threaded leaves. I think he is setting them up on the sampayan. Were they were wetted during the rain?

There is another bird which looks like a woodpecker and another big one like the heron but whose feathers are brown and is stouter. This is the sikling.

These little birds they don't fly as fast and they flap their wings more than the others. But they can really fly as high as the other bigger birds.

This shrub where the small caterpillars breed with their webs has new leaves. Yellow green contrasts with older green leaves. Are they changing skins like the snake?

When there is corn, there are moths. Now that the corn are gone - most of it - the moth population is lessened. I see moths fly low near my feet while I walk. They don't look like the moths I see at home. They look wilder.

Why am I drawn to nature? Nature, esp the nonliving part of nature, is a wonderful reminder of everything I hold dear.

It teaches me metaphysics, epistemology, amoralism, art, health, self-knowledge. It calms me down and helps me get a hold of my emotions.

Windy day today esp in the afternoon. The majority of the fields in my left and right are unplanted. A single plot has been tilled. About half have greeneries around the leftover rice stalks on them suggesting that these land have been untouched for a while now. The other half or perhaps two thirds are really dry. Just the rice stalks and no greenery have grown on them.