The woods are lovely dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before i sleep.
This one is from the archives. I took this pic a long time ago in rural Maharashtra, in one of the roads leading to Pali. We were going to one of the Ashtavinayaks. The drive there was simply amazing. There was no traffic that day and it was fun to drive on the empty roads with Kishore crooning to timeless melodies.
“I thought of you and how you love this beauty,
And walking up the long beach all alone
I heard the waves breaking in measured thunder
As you and I once heard their monotone.
Around me were the echoing dunes, beyond me
The cold and sparkling silver of the sea —
We two will pass through death and ages lengthen
Before you hear that sound again with me.”
― Sara Teasdale
W is for water
I took this pic in Tableland Panchgani on a foggy blurry evening. The sky was overcast with heavy clouds threatening to rain. The bench was the ledge on the hill gave a broody effect to the whole panorama. The silhouette only added to the drama of the entire frame.
Sea water lapping the shores…….. Coconut trees…….. soft breeze blowing…….. A calm and placid scenery just out of drawing books. In-fact this is just what I would sketch when given the topic landscape.