Just some memories of kampong

I lived in a kampong when I was young.  For those who do not know what “kampong” is, it’s an Indonesian and Malaysian word for a rural village.  I loved kampong life.  It was carefree & fun, unlike the busy society that we are immersed in now.

I decided to pop by Buangkok to take a look at the last surviving kampong in Singapore. It was just after rain & the ground was wet & muddy.  But it provided good materials for photography.

Love the distinctive colours brought about by the merging of muddy water & drainage

The beauty about the kampong was the different things that you can find there & the different arrays of colours that are present


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