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The last wish

Sitting on the verandah one fine evening when the reddish sun was approaching to the horizon, when the cool breeze was blowing, i was weaving my own house of dreams,forgetting the world for quite a some time. 550 more words

The Daily Post

A Parroty Morning in Singapore

When:  September 2017           Weather: Hot at 8am

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We’d heard that there was a fruiting mango tree not far from where we live in Singapore and so we spent an hour there seeing what was there… 140 more words

Bird Watching

Little Garden Update

This is just to document the update for our little garden. Let me show you through photos.

For our “Suha” we lost it, but i did another seedling and already grown up, ready for transfer. 135 more words

House Projects

The mango tree outside my window

I have been very lucky to spend my childhood in places that had more trees than humans.

I have been friends with the mighty eucalyptus, the sweet smelling mango, the always in attention Ashoka, the flamboyant Gulmohar and many others for as long as I can remember. 431 more words

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Phew... this is the real Mango!

  • Specie: Mango tree (mangifera indica)
  • Location: Garden Road sports ground, between the public Basketball court and Children’s playground below MacDonnell Road.

Imagine my shock and surprise when I spotted green mango-like fruits hanging down from a tree next to a children’s playground, about 20 minutes up the hill from a poisonous tree with the same sort of fruit hanging down. 244 more words

Urbantrees

Fortunate mango tree brings luck to lotto players in Thailand

Some people are ready to go an extra mile to ensure lotto victory, and in Thailand everyone is travelling to the province of Nakhon Phanom. They’re not going there to enjoy natural beauties of this wonderful place, but in order to bring offerings to a mango tree that brought lotto fortune to several people in the past. 241 more words

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Batshorik Kaaj: Farewell to a Father from a Daughter

All is changed, changed utterly, and yet there is the mango tree laden with fruit and birds, there the gulmohor tree wrapt in fire and furry squirrel, here and there the markers of my childhood and youth, and just here the pillars of my mother’s world (shongshaar). 65 more words

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