In this bizarrely colorful world that I stand testimony to, camera in hand and a pair of wheels at feet, one fine day, it dawned on me - I could not let life in this cornucopia of dreams, pass me by - unrecorded. With the proclivity of an explorer, hence began a renaissance of beauty, that found its way into my enamored heart, through my faithful lense and into the windows of your wakeful souls. Come, walk with me...
Sunday, November 14, 2010
The first wave of 'Winter'
WINTER is almost here and is knocking at the door...
If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant:
if we did not sometimes taste of adversity,
prosperity would not be so welcome. -Anne Bradstreet-
The trees seem to be speaking to themselves in a strange language of joy the land does not understand, sways to it anyway - welcoming the beauty that is "Fall".
Yeah, but most of the time we are getting overcast sky here... and I bet, you have thousands thoughts if I'll click thousand photographs in a single day... I just love it :)
Lovely shade of blue.
ReplyDeleteThe trees seem to be speaking to themselves in a strange language of joy the land does not understand, sways to it anyway - welcoming the beauty that is "Fall".
Yeah, but most of the time we are getting overcast sky here... and I bet, you have thousands thoughts if I'll click thousand photographs in a single day... I just love it :)
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