LIFE ON THE FARM mural speaks

"The fields turn gold in the sun at harvest time; the wind carries kites, big and small, into the blue sky; the stream whispers with the amihan breeze." avr

 Dr Abe V Rotor

Life on the Farm, mural by AVR circa 1995

The mural speaks of 

- the clouds carving faces and creatures to children's delight; 
- birds in the trees chirping at sunrise and at sundown;
 - the carabao being led from the pasture to its shed;

- haystacks growing at harvest like giant mushrooms;
- duhat time and the trees bearing children in their branches; 
- trees whispering in the breeze and cools its shade;

- old trees regarded sacred, home of the unseen spirits;
- mushrooms growing on punso guarded by dwendes;  
- a full moon and one swears he saw a kapre up in a tree; 

- frogs croaking for rain; soon the ponds and rivers are full;   
- the waterhole shrinking, and its fish being caught for viand;  
- herons flying and alighting among the carabao herd; 

- the kingfisher singing in sonorous and unwelcome tune;
- rain coming in downpour, the wind blowing hard;    
- the family gathered for the Angelus and at supper time. ~