This is a Strangler Fig. To be precise, it’s a Sacred Fig sapling growing on a tree. This sapling will continue growing, for years, till one day it kills the supporting tree. Another win…
Winning, sometimes, is treacherous…but then, this is how struggle for life is.
Silent lake …whispering trees…midday heat. Somewhere deep in heart, there sleeps a dream… of a cottage beside the lake
Neighbor and frequent visitor to our home. But guess, she needs some more time to trust me fully… We can wait!!
Violet Jacaranda! When in full bloom, the trees create a mystic effect. A purple hue spreads all around… The flowers carpet the ground as they fall. The sky and the earth seems to greet at each other.
A moment when nature losses its color. The world looks so different at twilight.. black, white, and a dab of blue… and just nothing else.
The turtles in the cool mossy pond… on a hot summer afternoon. Wish i could join them.
The translucence of leaves has always fascinated me. The light, the shades of green, the darkness….. weave a mystery around it.
Spring is back, splashing color all around. There were thousands of these golden wild flowers all around…beside the lake. And pink and red and violet and white ones too… just enough to turn me crazy.
On the pavement they lay colorful and silent …
Yet another busy body! … in his struggle for existence…
He was actually 3/ 4 mm in size. But busy enough to make a difference. Hardly visible to naked eyes.. he didn’t wait for me to finish my interview session with the flowers. He was right there… in the middle of all that.