Sematan

-
Polah sambal tumis sedap oooo....
Pokok belimbin tunjuk...
Belimbin Tunjuk















These were some of the pictures that I took of Sematan.






Comments

cekputeh said…
Kak Ann, cantikknyaa....

Belimbing tu, kat sini panggil belimbing besi or belimbing buluh..tp selalu makan masa hijau. Ini tgk dekat2..mcm buah pisang..
May 6, 2008 at 10:30 PM
Nur68 said…
CP....tq for dropping by....(peluk2 dulu)...eehehehe
May 7, 2008 at 9:26 AM
Nur68 said…
Tempat ni mmg cantik,rasa peaceful sgt....lgipun akak ni suka p tempat2 gini....ye la nak destress myself..

Oh ye ke?..belimbing ijau pun ada gak kat sini, yg akak ambik pic tu sejenis lagi tp masamnya boleh tahan, akak dah wat sambal tumis pun..hehehehhe...licin abis....

Pokok belimbing ni among a few pokok buah yg terdpt kat rumah pak cik ni, dorang ada wat homestay gak kat situ...tp mmg best le balik kampung gini...apatah lg kalo musim buah...
May 7, 2008 at 9:29 AM
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Five years later

-
And here I am again in 2025. It’s hard to believe how quickly time has passed, last post was in 2020, but it feels like both yesterday and a lifetime ago. So much has happened since then. The world changed, and so did I. I lost people I loved,family, friends, some suddenly, some slowly. COVID didn’t just take lives; it left behind silence, empty spaces at the table, and a heaviness that’s hard to explain unless you’ve felt it too. I miss them more than words can hold. Sometimes, out of nowhere, the memories come flooding in, and the tears follow. And I let them. Because grief, I’ve learned, is love that has nowhere else to go. Life feels quieter now. Not empty, but different. I don’t rush like I used to. I don’t argue like I used to. My approach to things has softened—mellowed with time, with experience, with loss. Grief has changed me, but so has love. So has time. And maybe that’s okay. To those I’ve lost, I carry you with me. To those still here, I see you more clearly now. T...
Read more

Bahasa Melano Balingian

-
My trip to Miri not only gave me the opportunity to reunite with old friends that I missed dearly but I also took the golden opportunity to learn more about my dad's language. My dad is a Melanau from Kpg Suyong, Balingian. Their melanau dialect differs from the rest of the Melanau dialects from Mukah, Oya, Rejang, Dalat, Matu, Igan & Bintulu. Sad to say that this particular dialect is slowly disappearing. Even my aunt Regina or fondly known as Usu Ina who is married to a melanau from Bintulu is at loss with her own Balingian dialect at times. So far, I've noticed that only my dad, my first cousins Lai & Kak Senah are still speaking this beautiful dialect fluently. Usu Ina converse mostly in the Mukah dialect and I observed that she would refer to Lai if she was not sure of the language itself. My dad and his siblings back in Balingian still converse in their own dialect but once they are out of their kampung, they would converse in the Mukah dialect again. Mmmmmmmmmmm....
Read more