Posts from the nature category.
These images represent a major victory and a minor one. A major personal victory to create something that is aspirational, mastering of some craft. Minor one - to understand that fermentation is a gift of nature that can be used to stunning results. Mother nature is the true artist, we are just cooks.
Sunsets are just pure magic, right? When the sun dips down and kisses the sea, it’s like the sky throws on this amazing pink and orange outfit. It’s like the universe saying, “Hey, you’re not alone,” because the moon’s about to show up and sprinkle everything with silver light. It’s like a little reminder that endings aren’t really the end—they’re just the start of something new and awesome. Just ...
A view with concrete roofs of multiple buildings, connected to each other by wifi cables. This has been my ideal view for bird watching for the longest time. A view outside my door. Mynas, sparrows, beaters are common birds. Seen daily. Bee-eaters are rarely seen on tress but more on the wires! Eagles also add upto this list. Always seen gazing from the highest point from the roof, be it on overhe...
One of the many awe inspiring sights in Zion National Park.
I am not physically fit and hiking is not my favorite activity. But I do like being in the great outdoors and the perspective it hammers home is necessary every now and then. As a consequence of me being out of shape, I have to take many stops along the way. The steeper the hike , so on and so forth. But this problem opened up another door - I have more opportunities to take pictures. Turn back an...
Winter in the North-East. Twilight does come quicker.
feeling the morning breeze, mimicking the calling bird, shaking the branch after a rainfall, letting ourself wonder with the buzzing bee, playing with tentacles of the hidden snail, smelling a wild flower, when stones , mud, stick, leaf were the toys to play. unforgettable memories of our summer holidays at our grandmas village. gone are the days when we could see the night sky and say that the st...
As the only poem that I remember from school, the association is instantaneous and overwhelming. …… For oft, when on my couch I lieIn vacant or in pensive mood,They flash upon that inward eyeWhich is the bliss of solitude;And then my heart with pleasure fills,And dances with the daffodils.- From “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud” by William Wordsworth Pic location: New England Botanical Gardens, Boyls...
