One of the most memorable destinations I’ve visited is India, a country of contrasts, it’s both backward and progressive. wealthy and poor, rainy and has monsoon and drought.
These little dwellings were in the Thar desert, Rajasthan.The earth was parched and only big old trees had any greenery. I can’t imagine how enough food was produced for people and livestock, but somehow they scrape an existence.
The air was filled with the sound of the helicopter flypass over over Britannia Royal naval College, when my son passed out at the end of his officer training. It was a very proud mummy day, because he’d jumped from Chief Petty Officer to Sub-lieutenant.
I’ve chosen earth and air for Amy’s elemental Lens artist challenge this week, but you can choose fire, wood or water as well.
Amy’s choice this week of ‘less is more‘ is such an excellent theme and one that may just lead me back to Miksang. Keep it simple, take it back to the bones and then,
make it into a meditation.
Less colour, less clutter and no people.
Less is more for Amy
A few years ago I began a blog specifically for Miksang photography, Mindful Gypsy, but I keep forgetting it exists, Then along came Amy’s turn for the Lens Artist challenge , thank you!
A coppery glow
stretches out at eye level
waiting to allure
This beastie, Fanny, lives and thrives in my front garden. I’ve never decided if I like her or not, but people often pause to look at her.
In recent months, she’s had her skirt shortened, because it was impossible to walk past her without being attacked by her thorns.
She’s already sprouting a new silver fan,
that will grow up like this one day
and she’s wearing some new jewels at her feet
which could be interesting if she’s part tryffid. She may have plans to dominate the local gardens, should I be worried?
One for my Street Art series as well.
If you grew up in England when I did, a very long time ago, there’s a good chance that you had nature study classes. If you lived in a town, perhaps that meant a crocodile walk to the nearest park. Mine was, and even though I moved away I live close to that same park now. I loved the huge trees then and I was heartbroken when many of the ancient beings were lost in the 1987 hurricane.
I think the main reason for those classes was some respite for teachers while little horrors like me got to let off some steam. I knew the names of all the trees back then, but somewhere at the end of childhood I forgot most of them.
Luckily there’s a green at the bottom of my road. I once counted more than twenty varieties of trees there but only know what half of them are. Today I stopped in my tracks when I saw these unfolding leaf buds. It most likely is a native tree, but the complementary colours opposite on the colour wheel and their striking form made them something different to me.
Tina set the Lens Artist challenge theme this week, with ‘Something different‘. Her cactus photos are amazing but I love the pink flowers.