Longford Park: 14 May 2007

I can't exactly remember the real occasion, but we went to Longford Park on a Monday evening: 14 May 2007. The thing is Babah travels about 48miles (roughly 80km) to work everyday, so he deserves a lot of rest when he reaches home from work. Probably it was one of those days when Babah thought that the family has stayed indoors for too long especially because of the continuous rain of late. Hence, a little bit of sunshine ought to be good for the kids to have a little run around in the open space.

The park was not very 'hayfever-sufferer friendly', I should say. In certain areas, wild flowers were growing in abundance and the whole park was in dire need of a good mowing. Like many other kids, my children didn't seem to care about allergies and such. Blowing apart a dandelion clock was definitely a great agenda for them. So, nevermind the overgrown grass at the park. The more dandelion-clocks the better!

[By the way, today I've learned a lesson about dandelions. I wanted to be sure that I was using the right word for the wild-flower Sarah was blowing. I thought it was dandelion. But the definition I discovered for dandelion was: a dandelion is bla bla bla yellow head bla bla bla. So now, I know that the yellow flowers, which I often referred them as 'bunga rumput liar' are called dandelion. The one you blow apart is a dandelion clock. For further read with illustrations and photos, click here]


From the moment we arrived at the park, Sarah climbed, jumped and ran non-stop. She fell on a muddy puddle - gave a little guilty look when she saw she has dirtied her jeans - then continued on climbing, jumping and running.


Amar sat at the above spot silently for a few minutes. I just watched him from far while tending to Sarah's messy jeans. As usual, Babah was with the camera snapping photo after photo of the children in action. When I went close to Amar after that long minutes of silence, I was horrified to see he was actually stroking and caressing a new found pet, a wriggly pink worm.



A long, long time ago, a someone (I can't remember who) has given me a useful tip on photography; you will get a poor photo if you capture it facing the sun. But then, I've seen some great photos taken against the sun that made me wonder how could that be? I'm yet to learn the correct technique and improve on my angles to get what I actually had in mind, the above photo however was one of the first attempts by beginner me. [Tips received from Farah, who always produces artistic and unique photographs]


After a long enough session at the park, we called it a day and headed home. In the car, Babah realised that his glasses were missing. He left us all in the car and went for a little search to every spot we've been to. He even looked in between the shrubs and through the long grass. He came back to the car with a long face. Then I offered to make a quick round. I was quite doubtful that I'd find Babah's glasses. But thankfully, I did! Clue in the photo above.