“The common hill-flowers wither, but they blossom again. The laburnum will be as yellow next June as it is now. In a month there will be purple stars on the clematis, and year after year the green night of its leaves will hold its purple stars. But we never get back our youth.” – Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray Sunshine in my Neighbourhood I chance upon this stunning Laburnum (also known as Amaltas, in Hindi) every morning,…
Peacocks & Gulmohars on a Cycling Trail Cycling Stories: Last weekend I got back to the saddle after a long hiatus. Little did I know I would be blessed with such unique mesmerising views, that too on an off-beaten track which had big puddles; an aftermath of the previous nights rain. The weather was picture perfect, as were the sights. Nudged by a seasoned and experienced fellow cyclist, we took the plunge of going into the trail road….
“Being a Dog Mom is my happily ever after.” – Annonymous Mishka’s Mother’s Day Homecoming And just like that this Mother’s Day we bought home a fur ball of wonder, little Mishka. Though Mishka is Aarshia’s, (our ten-year-old’s) eleventh birthday gift, but synchronously she arrived in our lives on Mother’s Day. I guess we don’t mind sharing her. Just saying. Aarshia, you listening. 🙂 This has possibly been the best Mother’s Day; albeit the…
“We come from the earth, we return to the earth, and in between we garden.” The Bees
“Now this is the Law of the Jungle – as old as true as the sky; and the wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the wolf that shall break it must die. As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk that law runneth forward and back — for the strength of the pack is the wolf, and the strength of the wolf is the pack.” – Rudyard Kipling
What’s that one morning ritual that you must indulge in? One that gives your day a heady kick-start. Mine is definitely my morning walk, in the lap of nature.