Tag: Travelling
Friday Fun!
Saying no to gelato in Florence is a sin 😀
Sunday Trees
This image was taken at Arlington National Cemetery in Arlington, Virginia, contains the remains of more than 400,000 people from the United States and 11 other countries, buried there since the 1860s.
Inspired by Becca’s Sunday Trees theme.
For more information on the cemetery check:
Getting back after a break is difficult!
Four weeks of vacation or change in location is over. We needed to be away and work on necessary matters in the other part of the world. I was not on wordpress due to limited internet access. Slowly but steadily will visit your blogs and answer the comments on my posts. Thanks for supporting me.
Here are some images from my stay in India.
It is preoccupation with possessions, more than anything else, that prevents us from living freely and nobly ~ Bertrand Russell
Inspired by Becca’s Nurturing Thursday theme.
My vacation
Thankful for nature so close!
One is blessed to have a home.
A home with a garden.
A garden with many beautiful visitors.
Visitors with delightful look.
Look with a soulful voice.
I am thankful for these moments.
An oriental magpie robin couple with many others are frequent visitors to the our garden.
Thanks for your patience. I am not able to operate my wordpress site always.
Time for a break!
Wish you all a very happy and active July!
Friday Fun – Moon
If you want the moon, do not hide from the night. If you want a rose, do not run from the thorns. If you want love, do not hide from yourself ~ Rumi
For Kate’s Friday Fun
Peacock and the eye of man!
Prisons are built with stones of Law, Brothels with bricks of Religion.
The pride of the peacock is the glory of God.
The lust of the goat is the bounty of God.
The wrath of the lion is the wisdom of God.
The nakedness of woman is the work of God.
Excess of sorrow laughs. Excess of joy weeps.
The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are portions of eternity too great for the eye of man.
William Blake’s [The Marriage of Heaven and Hell , published 1793]
Sunset in Goa, India
A story has no beginning or end: arbitrarily one chooses that moment of experience from which to look back or from which to look ahead ~ The End of the Affair)
