It’s our last morning at Dhanachuli, a quiet little hamlet in the Himalayas. It’s a Thursday morning too. A day when we share our Tree Love. As I walk past the apple, pear and walnut trees, I look at them quizzically and wonder whether to feature them in my today’s post. I take some random shots, but they aren’t as appealing as I would like them to be.
We are bidding this lovely hamlet a final goodbye, walking past the the flowers and tree in full bloom when this gigantic tree catches my eye. It’s got leaves like that of a Peepal tree. It bears no fruits; just a lush cover of green through which the gentle morning sunlight streams in, making it glisten with specks of gold. It’s a mystical sight to behold.
The Japanese call the sunlight filtering through the trees Komorebi.
Blessed be this wondrous gift from nature, blessed be this morning sight I behold and blessed be this beautiful tree that stands gracefully and so graciously.
Linking this post to Parul, our Tree lady’s prompt for #ThursdayTreeLove 11.
“God writes the Gospel not in the Bible alone, but also on trees, and in the flowers, and clouds and stars.” – Martin Luther King
On a mid-monsoon morning, the wispy clouds powdered across the sky, draw out designs of divinity over the glimmering river Kali. The gracious trees bow and behold the sight in reverence, as if becoming one with this symphony rendered by the heavens above.
The large tree under which we sit, relishing this spectacle put together by nature, nods its head in agreement. It roots for the smaller tree whose branches lie sprawled, reaching out to the river Kali, asking her to sway to its tune. But Kali refuses petulantly and continues to flow in all its placid glory.
– By the River of Kali, Dandeli, Karnataka I sat down and smiled.
This post is written for Parul’s lovely prompt #ThursdayTreeLove.
It’s balmy sunset at Thalassa, the Greek restaurant that lies ensconced on top of a cliff, at the Vagator beach in Goa.
As the sun peers through the cloudy sky; the wisps of cobalt yellow rays or are they pixie dust, tumble into the evening sea that placidly shimmers in a magical glory.
The twin coconut trees, though a distance apart, sway arm in arm as they behold the spectacular sight. Together they stand steadfast, each others pillar of strength that they are.
I take sips of my refreshing watermelon juice and stop short to capture this enthralling performance that only nature can present to us; one unique from the other, every single day.
Linking up with another nature lover Parul’s prompt for #ThursdayTreeLove.