In a forest so weird & quiet…
under the midday sun,
Shhhh!! ’Am at work!
Heron minding his business ….. or busyness??
In a forest so weird & quiet…
under the midday sun,
Shhhh!! ’Am at work!
Heron minding his business ….. or busyness??
Little white fragrant flowers bidding adieu to the setting sun.
‘See you soon!’
Scorching summer.
Feet firmly on ground,
Striving to reach the sky…
He stands, head held high.
A soothing shade…
The autumn colors…. wish they lived longer. Nothing lasts forever…
Wait for spring begins.
The other day, during one of those wanderings in the woods, I came across this mossy rock. A rock lost in the woods! Thousands of years back… might be millions, when the earth was different here…it had been here. A silent constant in a noisy ever-changing world… Now, it rests in the lonely shade, waiting for decades to pass … centuries to pass…
Not all have the strength to bear solitude….
… the Mighty a Tiger!
The flowers glowing in the morning sunlight … fills the heart with light. ‘Let there be light’…always..
One of my neighbors…is a colorful old man. His first love is flowers, second is flowers… and i guess his ‘old lady’ comes third! Over several decades of his stay in the villa, he have grown a garden… to be precise, one should call it a botanical garden.
This is the Bird of Paradise Flower (Strelitzia) from the old man’s paradise.
A native of South Africa, Strelitzia is commonly known as the Crane Flower.
…. a bit of sun… to brighten our hearts!
It’s so difficult to introduce myself! Who am I? An answer… I have been searching for years. Is it so simple to describe oneself? ‘Am one of those who come with a social identity at birth. But, still, over the years I have tried to create an Identity for Myself. It appears, sometimes, that the entire Struggle of Life has been for an Identity. It looks elusive…. even today.
The white papery flower, i found it in an abandoned garden. Anyone knows its Identity?