kilbunny is so right about basking in whatever sunlight remains. Just 2 hours before the mangrove walk, it wasn’t raining cats and dogs, it was more like thundering elephants and hippos! Day seemed to turn to night and I prepared myself for a very cold, wet and dark venture into the swamps of Kranji. But the rest of the day was so amazing, that I can only describe it with pictures and prose…

“Written in March” by William Wordsworth
“The cock is crowing, The stream is flowing, The small birds twitter, The lake doth glitter, The green field sleeps in the sun —

 

There’s joy in the mountains, There’s life in the fountains, Small clouds are sailing, Blue sky prevailing, The rain is over and gone!”

To truly appreciate nature, we should be like “The Happy Child” that poet W.H. Davies describes…

 

 

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