A Plaid Christmas

December 26, 2019

My partner and spouse Raul loves Christmas the way all Filipinos love Christmas:  he LOVES Christmas.  In The Philippines, the decorations start coming out at the beginning of September.  With no Halloween and Thanksgiving interrupting things, Christmas prep can start as soon as summer is deemed to be finished.  In our house there’s a rule where no Christmas trappings can come out from storage until Remembrance Day.  This year, at 5 am on November 11th I awoke to hearing the Christmas trees being freed from their storage confines.  My weak attempts to postpone all this until after the Remembrance Day observances at 11 am, went unheeded.

This year it was a plaid Christmas upstairs, and a gold and white Christmas in the front alcove/entry downstairs, with a purple and silver tree in the rec room.  Next year?  Apparently we’re having a pink Christmas–but, pastel pink and dove grey.  He can’t wait–but has to, life being what it is, lol.  And now you know what all our storage space is crammed with.

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BTW, all those gorgeously wrapped gifts under the trees?  Empty.  Every. Single. One.

 

Bulacan Backyard

January 12, 2012

In 2003 I visited The Philippines after meeting the person online who would turn out to be my partner and husband.  This part of the country is just outside Manila in the Province of Bulacan (the word ‘bulak’ means cotton, which there was quite a bit of when King Philip of Spain took over the islands in the 16th century).  The little barangay (community) of San Jose is part of the larger municipality called Plaridel.

In the yard of the family I was staying with in San Jose were all kinds of trees and plants.  This was to be the first of three visits I made over three years until I brought  my partner to Canada in 2007.  He is now an LPN in a geriatric facility here in Kamloops, and a Canadian citizen, and has come to love our -20C winters and +40C summers.  We were married by my Pastor sister in 2008 in Clearwater, B. C., at a beautiful resort there.

This painting was done while sitting on the porch, and reminds me of that first, personally-momentous visit over eight years ago . . .

'Bulacan Backyard'

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