Summertime when I was little, my mom would send me to the province to have a vacation with my uncles and cousins. I remember that I was an early riser because I love to watch the sunrise. My uncle lives in Bukidnon, Philippines and this place is fabulous. Cool weather, fresh air, farm lands and beautiful scenic view. In the morning, my cousins and I love to hang out in the yard. My inquisitive minds would start to wander around the area fascinated with everything such as insects, plants, and yeah, including the grasses and the dew. I live in the city so; these stuffs are fascinating. I would touch the grass and the dew would make my hands wet. Dew is water in the form of droplets. Seeing my poinsettia with dew brings back my childhood memories.
I bought Poinsettia as Christmas decoration and when the holiday is over, I planted them in the backyard. I always love this plant. Did you know that in Mexico this plant is called "Noche Buena", meaning Christmas Eve? They have a legend about a young girl who was too poor to give a present for Jesus birthday. She was inspired by an angel to gather weeds from the roadside and place them in the altar. The seeds sprouted and blossoms which now called as poinsettias. What a nice story huh? They said that the star-shaped leaf pattern symbolizes the Star of Bethlehem, and the red color represents the blood sacrifice through the crucifixion of Jesus. I read it online that here in the US, December 12 is National Poinsettia Day. Interesting isn’t it?