Serin is the quintessential passerine, forever restive, much like the human these days… musing on a fire-fronted serin, Markha🏔️, Ladakh 🇮🇳
Serin on a sultry afternoon…
Tag: Markha
Marmots and their dreamy domain…
One could say marmots live on hope, embarking on their long hibernations… musing on a long-tailed marmot, Markha valley, Ladakh 🇮🇳
Pikas and their peekaboo
Pikas bring a sense of activity to the higher climes, weaving a string of momentariness around rocks brooding in geological time… perpetually restive in their disposition as they scurry, stop and shirk, manicuring the meadows with their hurried nibbles, carving abodes beneath taluses… humbled by the mountain, yet humbling it as well… musing on a long-eared pika, Markha valley, Ladakh, India
Agamas and their constant scuttles…
Agamas either creep or scamper, not just literally but also in the canvas on one’s vision… appearing in one corner of the eye and then scampering to the other as if being playful… penning this on a winter morning, one can empathize with their never ending quest for sunshine, the fate of all poikilotherms… you’ll …