Evening with goats…

I saw goats. A party can’t be all bad when you have goats,” 

Mary Jane Hathaway
This quote is so true..when you are amongst a bunch of goats…

Went to our favourite haunt…a little village in the outskirts…

As I had my coffee I noticed…a shepherd getting back home..

Most of his flock were following him…except three young billy goats..they got curious about us…

First ..went near the car..may be the red attracted…but soon enough they were mesmerised…by their own reflection..on the car…

&

It was amusing to watch them watch & admire themselves…

If you thought only humans were narcissistic..you should have seen these billy goats..

I then realised …all living creatures are narcissistic…

Then they climbed the raised platform where I was sitting..& stood behind me & watched..,

Any other stare would have irritated me..but I loved the 4 legged stares…

Shared some oranges ..biscuits ….

As sun set..we got up to leave the place..on cue..the three goats ..got down..& walked towards where the shepherd was sitting …

Peacefulness isn’t a set thing ..

It is a feeling..one experiences…it may be big..it may be little..or it may be nothing..

It could be a wee wildflower..or just the evening breeze..or may be the falling leaves…or an unusual little birds song…or just the dark skies..

It could be anything….just have to look for it..& I think ..one should find those moments..& savour it ..before it drifts away…

Peace…is momentary…fleeting..,

Find it.. enjoy it ..while it lasts..

Thing of beauty is joy forever

 

Pink, small, and punctual,
Aromatic, low,
Covert in April,
Candid in May,

Dear to the moss,
Known by the knoll,
Next to the robin
In every human soul.

Bold little beauty,
Bedecked with thee,
Nature forswears
Antiquity……


Emily Dickinson …


May be she meant different mayflowers….


In India …commonly these flowers …gulmohar are called mayflowers….






Iit is a delight to watch this tree…fill up twig by twig…and then cover up the whole tree..with not a single green leaf…

And that is the time she attracts lot of birds..of all sizes & colours…& butterflies too…

Spent a calm morning staring at her…sort of Zen feeling…

Calming…soothing…relaxing….

Just me…morning breeze ..songs of the birds…& clusters of these orangish red flowers…




 
When the season is Spring
And the month is April
Mornings are indeed wonderful

 

 

Mayflowers

Cluster of flowers

So red

A green barbet

Tries to stand out

Amidst all that colours

But ..he realises

It is better 

He takes a back seat

And allow the

Orangish red bloooms

To enjoy the day

While he feasts

On the left over

Green shoots

#aprilmornings

#aprilflowers

#justanotherday

Sunsetyellow lilies

The modest Rose puts forth a thorn, The humble sheep a threat’ning horn: 

While the Lily white shall in love delight, 

Nor a thorn nor a threat stain her beauty bright.
by William Blake
Blake mentions…white lilies…

But my garden has these lovely orangish yellow lilies…

When I noticed those buds last week….i somehow thought it would be a hue of pink…

But…nature has her own ways…

Expect the most unexpected….

With nature …surprises galore …