“He had the vague sense of standing on a threshold, the crossing of which would change everything.” – –
There is something so warm and reassuring about window boxes with vibrant fresh flowers. It says that someone out there cares! – – – See more windows here.
The level of water in Tungabhadra dam at Hospet has been gradually increasing, thanks to good spells of rain in the catchment area in the recent past. ––––The water level in the reservoir should touch at least 1,600 ft when the floodgates open to release water into canals, which would irrigate about 1.5 lakh hectares… Read More When the floodgates open
Cheery hues of pink make these chilly winter days a wee bit less bleak. Happy holidays y’all!
A stroll on the beach.. smell the sea, hear the waves crashing against the shoreline, feel the granular sand under my feet.. and then comes the sun on the horizon appearing so close, almost reachable…bliss!
“dusk is the time when men whisper of matters about which they remain silent in the full light of the sun.” ~ Simon Raven
My favorite serene spot has been invaded by grass..the besieged ecosystem seems perplexed at the alteration. “Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I can appreciate persistence.” ~Hal Borland
“Every horizon, upon being reached, reveals another beckoning in the distance. Always, I am on the threshold.” ~ W. Eugene Smith – “There’s another horizon out there, one that you have to make for yourself and let other people discover it, and someone else will take it further on, you know.” ~ Gordon Parks – These pics… Read More Horizon over rooftops
Is it just me or do I see all hues of mauve everywhere this season…a shy sprinkle here, a bold splash there…’pink trying to be purple’ or maybe the other way around – “Let us dance in the sun, wearing wild flowers in our hair…”― Susan Polis – “Blue thou art, intensely blue; Flower, whence came… Read More Mauve matters
It’s bizarre but charming ..the boulder strewn landscape is what as far as eyes can see. Then comes the perplexing part…the way these boulders are ‘arranged’, standing in delicate balance, waiting to topple any moment, as if someone has meticulously placed them this way. Unlike how pebbles are polished in the flowing water of a… Read More Of pebbles and boulders