“The spring wakes us, nurtures us, and revitalises us. How often does your spring come? If you are a prisoner of the calendar, it comes once a year. If you are creating authentic power, it comes frequently, or very frequently.”
— Gary Zukav, spiritual mentor and author
Our flourishing terrace garden and its multiple blooms this spring . Not sure you see the celery, arugula and grape vine.
A constant harvest of Swiss Chard, seeds of which we bought from our vacation to Istanbul.
Yummy cupcakes and tea on the terrace with Daddy dearest, when he came visiting.
A Carpentar Bee that fell into one of our balconies, on the 15th floor. It was in a lot of distress. In an effort to save it, I fed it sugar water dipped in a cotton ball. But unfortunately Carpi only lasted for three days. His dark blue wings were so pretty, and I so wish he was flitting around the landscape. Well, the universe had other plans – to see him float around in another world, I guess.
Calendula blooms that enriched the landscape in the park downstairs. They were one of the first spring blooms. Now long gone.
Harvesting the home grown lettuce, again the seeds of which we bought from Turkey. We have had such an abundant harvest of the lettuce, Swiss chard and even arugula leaves. It’s been super heartening.
The stunning creepers of bougainvillaea lie sprawled dotting a major part of the landscape these days. The riot of colours is beyond magical to behold. This was from a little weekend getaway that the DH and I took off for, to celebrate our 17th anniversary. 🙂
Bougainvilleas, azure skies, and loads of spring birds that twittered by.
My Favourite Weather and More
“My favourite weather is bird chirping weather.”
—Terri Guillemets, quote anthologist
A Fire-Capped Tit. These cute wonders live in the higher altitude of Himalayan mountains, but come down to the Northern region of India to feast on the spring bounty. This stunning species was captured by my very talented friend, birder and photographer, Hemant Garg.
My gratitude journal has been my best friend. My mornings and evenings are incomplete without writing out a few words of grace and thanksgiving for the day. One spring morning when I sat in the park, writing.
Daisies on our terrace, along with a few other blooms in the backdrop.
A Swallow Tail Butterfly came visiting us on the 15th floor and spent some time amongst the lime blooms.
Today, 21 March, 2023 is not just Spring Equinox, but International Forest day too. I believe growing a forest starts with our backyards and balconies. The more plants and trees we grow, the more we shall flourish and reap.
I bought this very pretty carpet this spring, for our lobby; but our two furry girls took over and spent all their time lollygagging on it. It never stayed in its desired place. Well, they were also celebrating the advent of spring, after a long, cold winter. As of now I’ve had to remove it. It went to the dry cleaners recently. Let’s see if I can manage to put it back again; without having them disrupt its place of peace . Tough expectation, I know! 😉
This sunset from our balcony was spectacular, and awe-inspiring; all in one breath.
More Bougainvillea blooms from our terrace, on a clear day; when the air quality was good. It’s been rainy since the weekend, and we have welcomed the Spring Equinox with a partially cloudy sky. Queer weather indeed, for this time of the year. But then, climate change is for real.
Another view of that spectacular sunset, amidst skyscrapers and man-made habitations.
A pathway, resplendent with verdant trees, multiple blooms and chirping birds; at the Butterfly garden in a wildlife sanctuary, closer to home.
My mother-in-law’s delicious home-made pickles being sunned at her balcony sit-out, before we devour it all.
A Siberian Stonechat resting amongst the grasslands of Central India.
Spring Splendour and Awakenings
“Springtime is the land awakening. The March winds are the morning yawn.”
—Lewis Grizzard, writer
Our morning harvest from last week – lettuce, Swiss Chard, Sweet potato leaves, tomatoes, celery, and some oregano.
Our super yummy, flavoured cheese, grazing platter for Valentine’s day. Prepared with love by a talented neighbour.
Our bi-coloured Bougainvillaeas and tomatoes, amidst the city skyline.
Our lime tree was laden with fragrant flowers. Do you see the tiny, baby limes? We are now are left with just about 20/25 fruits. Not bad I say, for a small potted bush. What do you think?
The Siberian Stonechat flints around the grasslands as the sun goes down the horizon, in the forested Magdhi zone, of Bandhavgarh . Spring was then gently creeping into our doorway, while winter was getting ready to hang its boots.
Our bedroom balcony these days is nicely bedecked with these bewitching blooms. It’s a pleasure to wake up and look out into the sun-kissed flowers and the expansive sky. Gathering all the spring blessings, while I have them.
The Lettuce were a happy green. The pink, blooming Bryophyllums not just enchanted us, but the Red Pierrot butterflies too, before they bloomed. This spectacular phenomenon happened around autumn though, but a story so worthwhile. They spent an entire lifecycle growing on them. Here’s proof enough, of me raising the larvae to caterpillars. Scroll down.
One among the thirty, Red Pierrot butterflies that emerged from the cocoons. This one was getting ready to gather wings and fly away. Here’s the backstory on my Instagram handle. The most endearing part of this storywas to find them prancing amongst the clover flowers just below our tower. From the 15th floor to ground reality. 🙂
What’s spring looking like in your neck of woods?
How are you bringing in Spring Equinox today?
Also did you know, today it’s International Forest day, as well?
Let’s pledge to create our own personal forests wherever we stay, even if it’s a small patch of green, or a little window sill, or balcony. You have nothing to lose, but to save this planet of its dwindling flora and fauna.
Here’s wishing you and yours an incredibly blessed Spring Equinox. May the new season be promising and enriching.
Love, light and laughter galore.
Here’s a peppy 3-hour Spring playlist for you to tune into. Fun, nostalgic, and sure to bring the spring onto your feet.