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I hate not knowing which bird I’m looking at. Sometimes there’s not much you can do about it, either because the bird just won’t peep out of the deep foliage it is in, or because the sky behind it is too bright. I discovered a while back that most cameras record enough data about things…… Continue reading Black bird
No owls, no olive trees. I walked through the ruins of the ancient town of Priene, now a wilderness, ancient groves run wild, to the top of the hill, where the remnants of the temple to Athena, goddess of wisdom and war, stood in a clearing. Broken pieces of columns are scattered about, like a…… Continue reading Athena’s Poppy
More than a quarter of a century has passed since I joined street celebrations in Germany on the night that the Berlin Wall crumbled. Now one can stand at the infamous Checkpoint Charlie and be disoriented by the fact that you can just walk back and forth across a road where the only block is…… Continue reading Checkpoint Charlie
The shining drops of water on the moss were nice, but that yellow flower at the back was serendipity. This was taken on Kaas plateau. Friendly Friday
Houses in Sikkim are slightly confused since the earthquake some time back. Traditional houses made of bamboo and mud are no longer favoured, because they collapse in an earthquake. Concrete structures would be safe, but are too expensive. Instead, people now build with bricks. Bricks are neither safe, nor cheap: they have to trucked up…… Continue reading Confusion
We drove through the winding Himalayan roads after sunset, still an hour from our destination. The roads were nearly empty. Occasionally a truck would labour past us. The last bits of colour were leaching out of the sky. I stopped to take a photo of this last light. Then I saw far below us, at…… Continue reading Emptiness