The whole family was in Genting on 31 August to celebrate, not our National Day, but something even more important and dear in our hearts - our dad's birthday.
There's something very refreshing and revitalising being home with family. Then there's the cool and fresh weather at our little sanctuary, far far away from the madness that is modern living.
My dad's got a green thumb. Anything he grows will flourish. - pumpkins, dragon fruits, roses, etc. I think my sister's got a little green thumb as well. Me? I'm all thumbs and none of them are remotely green.
Maybe I'll get a taste of the pumpkin on my next visit.
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