Musings on backyard birds in the monsoons…
birds in the backyard…
Housekeepers, the avian kind…
Housekeepers is what comes to mind when one looks at the smaller birds prancing about the terra firma or waiting pensively at the waterside… while the raptors and mammals go about their mauling, impaling, tearing and digging like teenagers, leaving a seeming mess in their wake, the little ones tend to go about their business …
On grouchy grasshoppers
Grasshoppers … the negligent fiddler of Aesop’s discourse on responsibility who suffers from its improvidence… an athletic pest that like many of its brethren flaunts a flashy disposition… mostly vegetarian unless forced to turn omnivorous… wearing a rather amused expression that permeates through those compound eyes and large jaws… Startles are how grasshoppers mostly interact …
Notes on an effervescent mountain sun…
Musings on the mountain sun, trekking in the Himalaya
Cloudy threats…
Musings on cloudy weather, a day spent hiking the traditional pastoral lands of the Dhauladhars in Himachal Pradesh
bridges over troubled waters…
musings on log bridges in the Himalayan backcountry…
Thrush, threshing…
Musings on Scaly thrush (Zoothera dauma), a secretive ground foraging bird common in the Himalayan region
A roller, roiled…
Musings on an Indian roller (Coracias benghalensis) with a broken beak, Tal Chappar, Rajasthan, India
Dusk and its lingers…
Dusk makes one resign to the ways of the world, in a way that is not despondent with life but appreciates its fragility and transience… musings on dusk…
of a cemetery…
Musings on an old Parsi cemetery, Ranikhet, Uttarakhand