Since last year, it was my turn to tend the farm my grandfather has given to my father. Every now and then, I would go home to Nueva Ecija to check on re-planting. I am blessed to have a cousin who personally oversees the farm for me.

Going to the farm also means carrying my photography gears. Yes, the farm-workers wonder why their photos are being taken.

I just regret I have not gone home for the harvest. I hope I can still catch up with the harvesting and threshing this weekend. Yes, the palay cannot wait for me.

There is nothing so spectacular about the farm, but it has an innate charm that captivates the senses. I just take pride in sharing them with you. The photos tell all.

Apong Juan did not wait for the government. He built his road for his farm.

Morning Dew.

A little farther.

Preparing for the rice planting.

The mini forest at the top of the image was planted by my grandfather. It was intended to be a communal property among his children.

Zooming into the tree at the far end.

Reflection.

The presence of dragonflies indicates a still healthy ecosystem.

See more photos at my Flickr Photo Stream.