“Flowers are the music of the ground… From Earth’s lips spoken without sound.” – Anonymous The Night Jasmines or Shiuli/ Harsingar/Parijat as they are called in India, have once again made an unfettered come back. Night Jasmines herald the arrival of autumn, as they lie casually strewn across the ground beneath their modest tree. A… Read More The Autumn Visitors – Night Jasmines (Shiuli): #MondayMusings #MicroMonday
Live Aid Concert, a fund raiser for the Ethiopian famine 13 July, 1985 Wembley Stadium, London Organisers: Bob Geldof and Midge Ure
“With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.” – William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice A Birthday to Remember Birthdays are usually special, for all of us. But then, some birthdays turn out to be so unique, that we tend to hold them close to our hearts. Like… Read More A Birthday to Remember: #WordlessWednesday
In Cathy’s kitchenette, the pots and pans, the colanders and rolling pin hang loosely suspended, from a rack on the ceiling. They make for a unique sight, always grabbing eyeballs.
“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add colour to my sunset sky.” – Rabindranath Tagore
“Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.” ― Rumi Reincarnated souls are those who are reborn in a different body, after their death. Do you believe in reincarnation or rebirth? Are you aware of any reincarnated souls? Does someone remind you of another person you loved, but one who has crossed over?… Read More Reincarnated Souls: #MondayMusings #MondayBlogs #MicroMondays
“A world without leopards, well, who would want to live in it?” Diana Veerland Leopard, the Beauty with the Spots Did you know what the spots on a leopard are called? Rosettes, because these distinctive black spots resemble roses. If you have read my last post, Adventures in the Wild, you’ll know I… Read More Leopard, the Beauty with the Spots: #WordlessWednesday
“I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, “This is what it is to be happy.” — Sylvia Plath