This week’s photo challenge theme is “Treat,” an intentionally open-ended prompt. For many, candies aren’t a favorite indulgence. Maybe you’re a savory food lover, or you’ve gone on a beautiful vacation to treat yourself. Perhaps some quiet time alone with a beloved novel is your greatest pleasure. This week, share with us a photo of something that you consider a marvelous treat.
In our village, in the areca garden there are pools which get filled up during our monsoon season and overflow. The land is on different levels and as the water flows down, there are small waterfalls. There are water channels and water flows in them to the trees. Our grandson loves playing water and it was a high treat for him when we had gone there in July. We loved every moment of the time we spent there.
Recently at a family wedding, cousins of the bride wore bright pink saris and looked very pretty in pink🙂
Pink flowers are beautiful:)
The next flower is called Suryakanti ( Surya is sun ), it is white in the morning and by evening it becomes a beautiful pink.
Early this week we had been to this beautiful temple of Lord Ganapati, in a small hamlet, not very far from our place. The small temple is set in the space below huge boulders, they are just resting against each other. We climbed above the boulders and were delighted to see the river, the paddy fields and trees below and away from us.
This week, show us something careful — a photo taken with care, a person being careful, or a task or detail requiring care.
Applying mehandi to the hands is a work of art and requires careful handling and concentration. Many have mehandi trees in their gardens. Earlier the leaves were ground to a paste, many other ingredients were added too before applying. These days we get the paste in a cone and it is easier. These photos are of my friends:)
This photo is of my mother with her great grandson, it was taken more than a year ago and he is trying to remove my mother’s bindi and she is loving it:)
This photo was taken this May 🙂 sweet exchanges.
Eating ice cream from his great grandmother 🙂
James Herriot is one of my favourite writers, I was re-reading his book, Dog Stories. It is a collection of delightful stories, but some are very sad. They reflect the selfish, unfeeling cruelty of human beings. One such story is ‘Abandoned’. It is about those people who just abandon their dogs when they have had enough of them. They break the trust that their pets have in them. A friend has started an organization which looks after abandoned pets and finds other homes for them. She says that animals which have always lived on the streets can look after themselves; but pets, when abandoned, become helpless. This makes the action of the owners unforgivable.
As I was reading this I remembered a horrifying incident which took place here many months ago. A little, blind, mentally-challenged girl was abandoned in the Children’s ward of the local hospital by the parents. They left a note which said that they were too poor to look after their disabled daughter. Just imagine the plight of the girl, she would have been so helpless, I heard that she is in an orphanage now. Human nature never changes because I remember when my son was born, we heard about a baby girl whose mother had walked out leaving the baby in the hospital. This was in 1983. I wonder what happened to the girl; how life has treated her; we will never know.
In a book by Jennifer Worth, which I read recently, she writes that young nurses were horrified by the mysterious deaths of new born babies in families living in abject poverty. There was no birth control then, and it was suspected that the infants had been killed by their parents or close kin.
Then a very old nun who had been with the people in East End, London most of her life says, “Everything looks so different from varying angles. We see things one way and assume it is correct. But then move the light just a fraction and you see things quite differently.”
A few years ago we had been in Sofia, Bulgaria. It is a beautiful, quiet place. The civic buildings looked so solid and majestic.