Day 7/100

One of the fondest childhood memory of the house we lived in included a Guava tree in the backyard. Even though I was only 5, I still remember carrying a bag full of Guava fruits to our uncle’s place every summer. The memories and the sentimental value I have of that tree is simply immeasurable. And now after 2 decades, I find myself in a wonderful situation to be living in a house with a Guava tree in the backyard. It’s a bliss!