Here is the grand finale of our Wanderlust Chronicles. Please bear with me. This is a long post, as I’d rather do a wrap, than keep you hanging. These pictures are from our family escapades in the wilderness and we all have a lot to share with you. 🙂 A golden river, an oxbow lake, dense, mystical forests, and a jaunt in the Himalayas. November 2023 A short road trip with mi familia and Daddy dearest in tow, in the…
“I think we consider too much the good luck of the early bird and not enough the bad luck of the early worm.” – Franklin D. Roosevelt
Brain Fever! Brain Fever! Brain Fever! Today I have a guest post from a fellow birder and wildlife enthusiast. Hemant, very kindly agreed to put together his forest adventure to Corbett National Park, in the form of a free flowing verse/poem.
“I think the most important quality in a birdwatcher is a willingness to stand quietly and see what comes. Our everyday lives obscure a truth about existence – that at the heart of everything there lies a stillness and a light.” ― Lynn Thomson, Birding with Yeats: A Mother’s Memoir
“Weekends don’t count unless you spend them doing something completely pointless.” Bill Watterson
“Sometimes I think that the point of birdwatching is not the actual seeing of the birds, but the cultivation of patience. Of course, each time we set out, there’s a certain amount of expectation we’ll see something, maybe even a species we’ve never seen before, and that it will fill us with light. But even if we don’t see anything remarkable – and sometimes that happens – we come home filled with light anyway.” ― Lynn Thomson, Birding…
“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
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.
Spring Vignettes Here are a few beautiful lines from my all time favourite writer, Khalil Gibran (1883-1931), whose writings have given me solace even as a youngster. I have recently been reading a compilation of his verses called “The Little Book of Life” by Neil Douglas Klotz. You may want to read it, if you are a fan like me. Or, if you have never read him before, but would like to dive in to an…
#Fridayfotofiction: #week 9 freedom The unabated snow wasn’t making it any easier. We had migrated to a warmer climate. Here the woods were dark and dense. A thicket of flora covered the forest. The sun barely pierced it’s way through. But it felt safer and cosier. We thought we were sorted for this winter. Little did we know that the devious ones were on the prowl. Before we knew it we were captured and taken straight to the pets market. The…