Saturday, September 13, 2008

A Farmhouse in Muar

It's always nice to be invited to tag along a friend who is going home. By home, I mean going outstation, interstate, where she is from originally and where her parents are.

Recently, I was in Muar again and had the chance of visiting my girlfriend's aunt and her family, who live on the outskirts of Muar.

They live in a house with their orchard nearby with acres of durian trees and other fruit trees like papayas, rambutans and guavas, the latter with such low-lying and succulent fruits that I was so tempted to pluck them. (I didn't, of course.)

They also rear chickens and ducks like a normal farm and with farmhouse sinks to boot - you know those squarish stone sinks. A pond of pink and white water-lilies in bloom caught my fancy. Lovely. I have got to go back there again. Stay tuned.


  1. It must be wonderful to live one's life as a farmer.

    No need to sit in office whole day staring at a computer :p

  2. I suppose they do have their down times as well. Also, theirs is a 24/7 kinda job. Still envy that?