I was having lunch with two of my columnists (they write a column each in the newspapers). One of the columnists said, "She stays in my house." The other columnist was confused.
I said, "You better clarify."
He refused because he meant to confuse.
Yes, I rent the house of this columnist.

The house

The forest is the fence. I have yet to see a monkey!

The sitting room

When I just moved in, my best friend Sandra gave me these flowers
The working area

The kitchen

The bedroom where the birds sing to wake me up every morning!

On a lazy Sunday afternoon, a place to relax while sipping the coffee!
And that's a place I also call HOME!
7 comments:
you from kuching?
i dont think so hehehe
Dear P
That's a wonderful home away from home....cosy and so tropicana...next to a real forest...
God's blessings.
And the white colour goes with you and your pure thoughts.
It's so cosy.
The garden is nice.
looks like a real serene place for your inspiration to write!!
Seeing is believing... I hadn't imagined so much greens when you told me... This is really ALOT of greens, and it's good for the lungs, for the eyes, and for the soul! A very lovely home.
Gosh...it is such a lovely house. I wonder where this is...!!!
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