“Only as high as I reach can I grow, only as far as I seek can I go, only as deep as I look can I see, only as much as I dream can I be.”Β Karen Ravn
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Category: Trees
Waiting for Spring
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Oh I almost forgot, it’s time for this month’s Story Club. Sandeep, who writes amazing poems, has very kindly agreed to host it. His choice of story is The Dream of a Ridiculous Man by Fyodor Doestoevsky. Please do read it and join the discussion, which is to be held soon. Perhaps you could also post your own review and link it here so that we can hop over for a read? Thanks!
WPC: The Name Game
This week, the Daily Post’s photo challenge is about Names. Are you ready? Hmm, I wonder where to begin? Okay…
Let’s start at the very beginning – a very good place to begin π
Yummy delicious cake it was too! Nope not my birthday, but a dear friend’s. Time to move on…
Before going the ‘Xtramile’ how about filling up on the fuel with a pollution check to boot? By the way, isn’t the yellow black combination cool?
Or would you prefer an ‘auto’ ride? (Another yellow and black!).
Well I am in the mood to cheat – so here’s a bit armchair travel to Italy with photos shared by my sister π
Nope – that’s not my sister π
Time to head to Ross Island, Andaman and Nicobar Islands, India. Love the trees don’t you? But for a glimpse of some really special trees you need to visit the island. Or you could scroll down π
The mesmerizing captivating Ficus. Don’t go too close, she may just ensnare you too.
If you like to see and know more of the Ficus at Ross Island click here – Trees Shall Rule the World.
Thank you for your visit – do let me know your favorite, if any.
As She Likes
She looks quite the non-conformist free spirit doesn’t she? Just look at the crazy angles of her branches and one side green and the other bare.
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Live and Let Live
Ageless, she stands majestic and unyielding. She has probably offered cool shadow and a moment of respite to weary laborers who built these walls a few hundred years ago.
A closer look reveals the true extent of her sheltering nature. Did you see it? No? Well here you go, an even closer look.
Cosseting and pampering the sacred fig in her arms
I wonder what would happen if the baby Ficus is allowed to grow to it’s full potential?
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WPC: Que Sera Sera
As the year draws to a close, the Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge prompts us to reflect on our own path. When the year began, I had no inkling of what upheavals lay ahead. And the end of the year has thrown up another kind of twist. As I grapple with the events of the year gone by and consider the myriad developments that have occurred over the years, I can only say that:
Just when you think the path ahead is clear and the world is at your feet
you may find yourself floundering in the wilderness
or dogged by tricky paths and trails
and in the midst of turbulent times.
But believe that sooner or later, things will settle down.
Always keep the larger picture in mind, eyes on your destination or goal
Whatever and wherever that might be.
Until then, count your blessings
stop to look at the flowers
cherish those special moments
while you hang in there.
“Morning will come, it has no choice” β Marty Rubin
Thank you for visiting – a (virtual) penny for your thoughts π
Here’s wishing you all a Wonderful, Happy New Year
CFFC: Roped!
This time Cee has us me jumping through hoops rope. Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge is all about Jumping Rope or Skipping Rope as we call it. I rifled through my collection and found this
Hmm, a bit boring and too literal don’t you think? I decided to take Cee’s advice and use my imagination and have tons of fun π
So here we go rope hunting π
There that looks better doesn’t it? Lots of ropes over there – boats tethered to the barge, buckets dipped into the Ganga for drawing water…
Lots of ropes hanging from the tree
And this one quite literally ‘roped’ herself to her partner – bonded for life without any rituals or customs.
Raw material being carted to make ropes. But my favorite one is
Loved this image right outside my window of how the kid ‘roped’ in his grandad for a stroll out in the winter Sun π
Thanks for dropping byΒ – do let know which one you liked best.
For readers of Moonshine, here's Chapter 108 and Calvin and Hobbes
The Bright One
Today it is terribly dull, dreary and overcast in Delhi, so I hunted for something fresh andΒ cheery π
Doesn’t she look happy and shaped a bit like a Christmas tree?
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!
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Two Trees
The tree in front is the Champa or the Plumeria tree. The most common variety that I have seen are with white flowers but this one is pink and there is one right across the street that is blood red. I believe the flowers are used to make perfumes. In winter, the Champa tree sheds all its leaves and I find that version equally if not more eye-catching.
The tree at the back is what is locally known as the Gulmohar or the Krishnachura (in Bengali)Β – Delonix regia. It comes in a range of brilliant colors and when in full bloom the lush green vanishes in a flame of red, yellow and on occasion I have also seen pink and purple blooms. I wonder which color this Gulmohar is?
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