Category: Father
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Fragments… my father
Author Koh Lin â—¦ As I get older, I realise some memories are slipping away… but now and again, a snippet pops into my head. Sometimes it takes a little effort to bring that memory to the fore and if… Continue reading
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memories of my father…
Author Koh Lin â—¦ I often think of my father… catching fragments of memories from my youth and the times that have indelibly kept a place in that space called memories… Yet it is strange, how sometimes just a simple… Continue reading
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Backyard Wildlife…
Author Koh Lin â—¦ Memories of our dad… I am not sure when my interest in flora and fauna began, although I do have childhood memories of gardens with carnations, and cabbages and a neighbour who had a Golden Pheasant.… Continue reading