Just like the old days when we were helping in the rice paddies and farms at Ting Kok in the 1970s. The autumn breeze cooled our sweating bodies playing with the soil and tomatoes under the scorching sun. Little tree frog stuck out his little triangular head with protruding eyes from time to time in his hiding place - a long long plastic water pipe. The pool was nearly full with water lilies blooming. Purple flowers dangled down the rustic brown wall in the distance.
An Angel back from Maine to Help us Clear the Weeds