Calgary Tower

It is like any other tower…

But the fact that it is the tallest Olympic flame burning…during the Winter Olympics …makes it some what special …

An hour or so…you can spend on top.,,

Once you reach down…there is a souvenir shop…

A must wherever I go..

Bought a very pretty maple leaf….which can be hung anywhere….

There was another souvenir shop…the lady wants to call it a day …

She said she has never taken a holiday for past 23 years..

So..the whole shop on half price sale…

Made in Canada stuff..quite a few I bought..

Avoided the Chinese products …

Calgary is like any modern city….neat..nice…tall buildings…& all that..

But that isn’t what I like in a city….

A day well spent as a tourist though…

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Rainbow morning 

My teacher..a nun at my convent..she often said..if you really want something…you can do three things..pray for it..wish for it..& keep imagining it!

I follow that to this day…

Two examples I can give..

I always told my husband..I wish while I’m having coffee..some evening an owl should come & sit in Front of me..it did..not one but two!

Like wise whenever it rained I wished I could see a rainbow..

This morning..there was a drizzle & sunshine…the two musts for a rainbow..

& not one but a double rainbow..

What a vision..heavenly..

Watched it to my hearts content..until she faded…
Just a bit of trivia I read…

Vibgyor…that is how the colours are arranged.,

But when there is a double..

The primary arc ..inside one follows that rule..red is outermost 

The second the red will be in the innermost band…

So keep imagining..someday you get lucky ..

And no one is going to kill you for that..

Forest floor

Have you walked on a forest floor…

Just like that?

I do it …not real forests..one isn’t allowed..

But somewhere..where wilderness still remains..but within the village limits..

But..,

Tread slowly …

Watch the forest floor..As you walk…

Feel the wetsoil ….

See the different textures ..

Take in the many scents…colours…

And notice those little living things…which you might not even care to appreciate…

Forest floor..,is mysterious…one never knows what to expect…

It is soothing…

It is calming…

It is full of life…

Walk your way…through woods..

Just make sure…not to crush…someone tiny ..& delicate…

Love….live…& let live

Red silk cotton tree

Woods…look extra green & pretty in February…,

Just the right warmth..

Just the right rains..

Just the righ light…

And forest floor is covered with many fallen flowers ..

One of them is red silk cotton flower…

I somehow like them more than the other flowers…

May be the colour..

May be the structure.,

May be the way they are arranged..

And the tree is bare as far as the leaves are concerned..,

It is just these gorgeous red flowers…

Unlike other flowering trees…

They aren’t crowded..,

Just in a orderly manner they are there on the twigs …

On a bright noon…

When you lift up your head & see this lovely tree against the backdrop of blue skies …

It is a feel good sight

Karighatta drive

A cloudy morning…took a detour on bangalore Mysore Road…

And drove up this beautiful hillock..,

Had been seeing for a long time …

The winding roads up the hill..with green shrubs ..& tall green grass…(locally called dharbe used for a ritual…& makes nice fodder too)

As you drive higher & higher…on a cloudy day…the floating clouds caress you…

Make sure you sit with your car windows open…

The scent of the hills is different ….

The temple is the abode for Vishnu ..

He is called as bairaagi Vishnu …

Bairaagi is mendicant meaning a person who begs…although I never felt so…

Mythology says…it could have been a part of Ramayana ..

History says…Britishers had their watch point here…before attacking Tippu sultan …
It is a great de stressing point…

Park your car..visit the temple..& with a cuppa just sit …watch the world go by from top..see those butterflies…lots of them …

Listen to the wind…see the floating clouds…

Song birds for company…

Watch the young couples romancing!

And the rivers…a mosque like structures where tippus last remains are there…

As you drive downhill …& join the main road…

Like me I’m sure you will say to yourself..

I’m going to come back here…

From top….tippus resting place..lokpavani river..sadly not a droptall grass cover the hills

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Lush green all over

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Some climb all the way up..420 steps

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Inside the sanatorium…only silence

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God vishnu

A morning with butterflies of bannerghatta

There will be a day…

I find a butterfly…

And we swap our dreams….

A haiku….which I love & I believe….

 

And until then …

I watch…& admire them from far

This morning…this pretty one…was one of the many varieties …we found in bannerghatta forests….

 

Forests are full of them…it is a butterfly world out there…

 

 

 

 
 

 

 

 

 

 

She was different on her outside wings…and the colours on the inner side was different

 

 

 

 

And the afternoon breeze….blew her away

 

Wildflowers 

You find them …

In the most..,

Unexpected places …

And

In most trying conditions…

Least expected it on the top of a hillock…

Under the hot sun..

But there they were..

In groups…

In between the rocks…

And in bright yellow..,

Such a beautiful contrast..,

The greyish brown rocks 

&

These swaying little yellow flowers…

And lot of yellow & brown butterflies..

Fluttering and floating around …as I climbed down…

I questioned myself…

What was prettier..?

The hills..

The breeze..

Setting sun..

The verdance…

Or these

Yellow little flowers…

It is for sure …

These yellow wild clusters…