My Reflections and Expressions
This week’s topic is Blue or Purple Flowers. Any blue, or purple tones are allowed and that includes lavender, violet.
We call these flowers Nitya Pushpa or Sada Pushpa . It literally means flowers which are always there:)
Some wild flowers which bloom when the rains start.
Today’s assignment: publish a post based on your own, personalized take on a blogging prompt.To find our Daily Prompt, head to the The Daily Post — you’ll see the prompt in an orange box on the middle-right side of the screen.
What’s your learning style? Do you prefer learning in a group and in an interactive setting? Or one-on-one? Do you retain information best through lectures, or visuals, or simply by reading books?
This prompt takes me down memory lane. I have always liked to read by myself. When in school I remember studying for the tests, sitting by myself. If there was a cricket match going on the radio would be switched on and the commentary in the background. :)) But, now cricket no longer interests me, I feel there is an overdose of cricket. Earlier there had been a season for everything. Those were the days of the radio and there would be some music in the background.
Later in college, I loved to study in the library, surrounded by books. There is always something fascinating about books. A few years ago, I visited my college and the library seemed as fascinating as it had been long back.
In 1999, I wanted to continue my studies. History has always fascinated me. So I joined our State University which has a Distance Education programme. It was fun and challenging to study. After my children left for school, I used to read all the books and it was really very interesting. I still remember being so scared about the exams and I almost refused to write. But my husband encouraged me. And once I started writing everything I had read came back to me. I was in a different world.
We keep learning every moment of our lives . I love reading and enjoy doing so when I am by myself. I get so involved in the book so it is always nice when I am alone.When we are others I feel we cannot concentrate on the book completely.
This week, let the alphabet be your inspiration: find a string of letters. Try a multi-photo gallery to collect images of single characters. Find some beautiful typography, or look for letters hidden in natural forms. I’m excited to see your ABCs!
We had been to London last year in June. It had been a wonderful experience. Here are some photos of letters from different places:)
The first photo is Hampton Court, actors were showing the life in those earlier days.
The sign outside Westminster Chapel
For Children 🙂
Victoria and Albert Museum
It was fun to see such signs, interesting names:)
A Taj Hotel in London:)
IN A NEW POST CREATED FOR THIS CHALLENGE, SHARE A PHOTO OR TWO (OR THREE…) WHERE YOU POINT YOUR CAMERA DOWN OR GRAB A SHOT FROM A MUCH LOWER VIEW THAN YOU USUALLY SEE.
Last year when our grandson was with us was keeping a board on my husband’s legs and letting his cars roll down 🙂
Something interesting on the road:) looking down to make sure.
Looking down at me, wondering what grandmother is up to 🙂
From his grandfather’s head:)
Yesterday, you left comments. Remember how we asked you to remember where you left ‘em? We hope you did, because you’ll need one of them today.
Today’s assignment: write a post that builds on one of the comments you left yesterday. Don’t forget to link to the other blog!
Yesterday I read about Winter Garden in New Zealand in Heyjude’s blog. The garden looked beautiful and going to New Zealand has been a dream :))
https://smallbluegreenflowers.wordpress.com/author/izit/
Here in South India, we do not have any winter at all. Reading about the garden reminded me of this post which I had written some time ago about Champa flowers and of flowers in general. It is also about the unfulfilled dreams of a little girl.
For almost a month ours have been days of fragrance.
The Champa ( Magnolia Champaca) tree in our neighbours’
garden is in full bloom. Every morning as I open the windows
of our kitchen, the fragrance of those flowers fill the room.
They are beautiful yellow flowers .
With the rains the tree bursts out in flowers – yellow with the
green background, the contrast is lovely.
Whenever I see these flowers I remember the two ancient,
tall and strong champa trees in the courtyard of a temple in
a small village, far away from the main roads. They will be
safe there.
Then that little girl who did not live for many days after her
tenth birthday. She had cancer; a flower that did not bloom.
Flowers bring so many thoughts to our mind, some happy
some sad. So many flowers live just for a day and then fade
away. But in that one day they give happiness to everyone.
In school, we had read a beautiful poem in Hindi about flowers,
about them being used by everyone, for all occasions, happy
and sad and as offerings to God and by lovers.
In the days to come these flowers will become fruits. Then the
birds enjoy them. We have to learn so much from trees.
They are the Givers of this world.
“Trees are the earth’s endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.”
– Rabindranath Tagore
“A bit of fragrance clings to the hand that gives flowers.”- Chinese Proverb
This week’s topic is Yellow or Orange Flowers. Your photos can either be yellow or orange flowers or the combination of yellow and orange in a single flower. You can take photos of flowers, artificial flowers, painted flowers. The thing is to have a lot of fun.
Five times a week I go to a Home for the mentally challenged as a volunteer. We make flowers, specially from Organdy material. We make from different colours. Plastic leaves and green tape for the metal stalks are used.These flowers are bought Rotary and other Educational institutions to be presented during functions.
Publishing posts is just one part of blogging; interacting with the community is the other. You’ve already been following topics and blogs, so let’s take that up a notch with some comments.
Today’s assignment: leave comments on at least four blogs that you’ve never commented on before.
Hi 🙂
In my Reader, I clicked on Discover link and came across some beautiful posts:) It was good to post my appreciation.
2) https://vandanasingh.wordpress.com/2014/05/27/alternate-visions-some-musings-on-diversity-in-sf/
I read two from recommendations 🙂 It was good to post my appreciation.
3) http://cubusregio.com/2016/01/10/punkt-punkt-punkt-02/
This week’s CCY Theme is Perspective.
For your weekly assignment I would like to see at least 4-6 photos of photos taken with perspective in mind. You can either show original photos with a quick description of where the perspective is do a photo shoot like I did (see my essay below) showing perspective of two items.
This photo is taken in a temple. These vessels are used to cook food for the devotees. The smaller vessels have been kept inside the larger vessel and a small vessel on a drum shows the size of the vessels.
The house and the hay stack in the distance, on the other side of the harvested field and trees on both sides show us each stands in perspective of the other.
The toy racing car is small, and the little hand looks so much bigger 🙂
The entrance arch looks so much larger when we see the lady going out . Her presence adds to the dimensions.
The temple chariot, people look so much smaller while standing beside it, and it looks huge.
This boulder on top of a hill looks huge from the perspective of the people standing near it.
The words ‘fading away’ always leave behind a sad feeling. Whenever
I come across them I am reminded of Gollum in Lord of the Rings.
The Ring made Gollum fade away, physically and mentally. The effects
of something evil. Such a terrible situation when we have no control
whatsoever over ourselves. That must be the case in addictions of any
type.
I wish evil of different sorts would fade away but that is being very
unrealistic. Evil is a part of human life. That is one aspect of life.
But fading away of a different type is when Dementia becomes a part
of our lives. Slowly we cease to have control over ourselves as the
brain cells start dying. The person we have always known changes,
slowly and sometimes rapidly in front of us. And we are helpless,
we can do nothing to stop the process. Maybe we can just slow it
down. It is such an emotional trauma to see our loved ones fading
away.
The question that always haunts us is why this has happened, why
couldn’t it be stopped then why has God allowed it to happen. So
many questions and no answers. In the end we tell ourselves it is
destiny, whatever has been written for us will happen. There is no
running away. Many a time this belief and faith helps us to face
whatever comes our way.
Some time ago, my brother sent me some poems from a book,
‘Bob’s Poems’ by Robert Taylor.
TEN BRAIN CELLS
Have you watched someone die,
Ten brain cells at a time
How many brain cells do we have
At any given time?
Just imagine what that might be like-
Ten brain cells at a time.
Have you any idea how long it might take-
Ten brain cells at a time?
Not very long for some of us –
For sure,
Ten brain cells at a time.
This week, share a photo of something marked by its weight — or its air of weightlessness. Show us gravity at its most unforgiving, or most generous. Bricks or feathers. A collapsed ruin or a plane taking off. A heavy piece of old furniture or the flying buttresses of a cathedral. Keep in mind that weight doesn’t even have to be physical: emotions and memories can weigh on us (or lift our spirits) at least as much as real objects.
Water flowing down in the form of waterfalls, small or big. These photos are in our village, in the areca garden. The land is at different levels. There are water pools which are full during the monsoons and water flows down to the water channels at the lower level.
