Every late afternoon, when the surroundings is gradually clouded by darkness, whether in our backyard, garden, or in any place where I am present; I always have the luck to witness a gathering of a certain kind bird, in a certain place to spend the rest of the night. You won’t fail to notice these birds once they’re gathering together, since they are gregarious, especially in flock, and makes a harsh high-pitched chirp-chip call.

     These birds are called Eurasian Tree Sparrow. These type of bird is common not only in Philippines, also in Europe and in the rest of Asia. They are mostly seen throughout agricultural abode, rural parks and gardens. Eurasian Tree Sparrows have a thick black conical bill; about six inches long with nine inch wingspan, mostly with the color of brown, black, buff, gray, and white. This bird is almost similar to House Sparrows, but never as aggressive as them. This kind of bird is reticent and cautious, but they can easily adapt to humans.

     I often see these birds nesting in our backyard, playing or looking for food in our garden. So, when one time, I saw a number of flocks gathering together above the wires, near the market, I was quite in awe, good thing I have my camera with me to take a video of them to share with you. Hope you will get amuse as I am amused myself.^_^

     I never thought that I would be interested in travelling. The only thing I have in mind when I was growing up is to help my parents to make life better. I don't even dream to be rich; just to see ourselves not struggling is already a blessing for me.

     It was during my high school years that I got this fascination. We have to go to a certain place for study purposes. The place was miles and miles away, but my group about 9 or 10 manage to get there gaily just by foot. Arriving at the place was a bit scary, as it is kind of isolated, like no one lives there, and people hardly passes by.

     But the feeling changed into a mystic madness after we run through the woods. All were caught in awe at the moment we perceive the beauty of the environment. The sound of the stream and the chirping birds seem like singing harmoniously, producing a wonderful melody, making the butterflies dances freely above the beautiful flowers in the meadow while swaying smoothly with the breeze, giving the whole place a wonderful unique fragrance. It was perfect landscape, and for me, it was like a paradise hidden in the middle of the woods, ready to charm its visitors.

     It was place where you can embrace the beauty of nature, where you can enjoy every sound and serenades of creatures, where you can feel the caress of the wind, bringing you every scent of the flowers therein, a place where you can be one with nature in solace and serenity, wherein you can definitely enjoy and admire life more…Then and there, I feel a certain kind of feeling, totally inexplicable how seeing up close and personal the beauty and wonder of nature could cause me this fascination on forays.

I cannot seem to think of anything now than of my fatigue. Feeling like my body is going to droop anytime this day. Wanting to succumb for slumber, unfortunately working is a must. A series of sleepless nights is never really a good idea when you are working more or less seventeen hours a day.  I do have a choice to rest last night, but I chose to accompany my mother tending my father who was just admitted because of an accident. He was just sent to the operating room this morning before I left for work. In the meantime when I try to think more my head gets dizzy and my eyes becomes dull like I could collapse in this very moment. Inhaling fresh air outside is the only resort I can do to somehow energize my debilitating strength. Although breathing does not suffice my weariness I kept on doing so to manage for the day. I just don’t know how long I can bear like this and if ever I can make it trough the day, for in this very hour, as the time slowly passes by, so as my breath slowly fading away.

However intense I maybe undergoing right now, I believe my soul and spirit is still solid and firm, ready to endure every devastating storm...

And by this time I don't need to think deep,I just need to breathe deep.Thank God I am still breathing…