Fences are Meant to be Crossed
Yellow red leaves falling from almost naked trees,The tall stems look black, rough, and witheredDry, brown, sharp blades of wild grass, till knees There’s a broken fence, of no use, rusting Birds can no more hide into leavesan ode from the skylark is a music of hope echoing softly through the fieldsmy heart listens to […]
Flowers and Philosophy of Life
It is the end of the season and my coleus is giving me hints. I am so charmed with these spikes having tiny blue and white flowers. They look so fragile yet pretty. Slowly the leaves will start fading and losing their bright twin colours. Today it was quite windy until afternoon. I had planned […]
AUTUMN SPEAKS TO SOUL
It is the beginning of shedding old and gearing up for new vibes. Something exciting is going to happen in life. Time to say goodbye to obsolete, out dated and withered beliefs and looking forward to new happenings, new ideologies, better ideas, productive collaborations and hopeful events. That’s what we learn from this cycle of […]
Trees in Natural Black and White
For this week’s Cee’s Black & White Challenge the topic is Trees. I was waiting for this topic ! It feels good when you get an opportunity to share those pics which remain in archives for some reasons. This set of pictures are one of them I took at one of the misty mornings while […]
Cee’s Fun Foto: Bark Or Leaves
This is my entry for Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Bark Or Leaves. Hope you will enjoy the images captured at various altitudes, in different climates and temperatures.
CELEBRATIONS ON !!!
August Blues Â Â “All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy,”Â so eventually as a kid I had no option but to go to a school. Although as a kid I wanted to play, like any other kid hated the home works and exams. At the end of summer Â I used to feel […]
Philosophy of Leaf
DAILY PROMPT Â Changing colors, dropping temperatures, pumpkin spice lattes: do these mainstays of Fall fill your heart with warmth â€” or with dread? Leaf to me is a symbol of life First glimpse of spring rife Leaf is a bliss, it is a dream Leaf is a wind, crisp and fragile Weeny, delicate unfurls […]