Two Poohs

Piglet: "How do you spell love?"
Winnie the Pooh: "You don't spell it, you feel it."

Somewhere in Pangasinan, as the Baguio-bound bus slowed down along MacArthur Highway due to one of several road cuts, this sight I captured from my window.

The Pooh toy must be so loved to be washed and dried in the sun this way.

I remembered a smaller version of Pooh that still has pride of place in our house. It was never given away or passed on to another child. The thought of throwing it away never crossed anyone's mind. It looks bedraggled from years of being loved too much.

Kai, the new Wee One in the family, has also learned how dear it is, as dear as the newer stuffed toys in her entourage. Two Poohs that have known love--that is what they are.

Photos by Babeth Lolarga