soliloquies in the outdoors…
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 …
Musings on the mountain sun, trekking in the Himalaya
Musings on cloudy weather, a day spent hiking the traditional pastoral lands of the Dhauladhars in Himachal Pradesh
musings on log bridges in the Himalayan backcountry…
Musings on an Indian roller (Coracias benghalensis) with a broken beak, Tal Chappar, Rajasthan, India
Musings on an old Parsi cemetery, Ranikhet, Uttarakhand
Falcons are little assassins that operate rather discreetly as the larger birds of prey hog the (higher perches and the) limelight… eagles and their kin carry an air of regalia, hunting with a pomp that comes with a bulky, imposing gait… hawks prefer to lay an ambush, letting the prey do a bit of the …
Spring in the mountains, a time when the sun is finally emboldened enough to begin scrubbing away the vestiges of winter, the cold begins to lose its bite and the canopy starts humming to the wind… the brooding dark winter is a time to contemplate, whilst on the other side of the vernal equinox, ‘tis …
Musings on a Pallid Harrier and Eurasian sparrowhawk, Tal Chappar Wildlife Sanctuary, Rajasthan, India
Musings on the the similarities and differences between Steppe & Tawny eagles, Tal Chhapar wildlife sanctuary, Rajasthan