the wind in the hair:)-

Had  been home after quite a long time:)-
I felt as if I  had been woken up from a slumber:)-
I loved the irradiate refuge of sleep that i could get at home..In my dreams i found a little of the beauty that i had sought in life and wandered through old woods and enchanted gardens..(H.P.Lovecraft)

At home down south ,we saw  colours in the sky that don't usually belong. We did some amazing road trips  with music in the ears and the wind in the hair.I took off my shoes and walked in to the woods.I felt lost and found with every step i took.....
Often an urge to  sail endlessley and langurously under strange stars.The gentle rain fell and i glided in a sunless  stream under the earth till i reached another world of blue moon and red flowers.
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As time treads on we think memories become muddled and vague,but they become rememberances of longing ..longing to go back ,longing to never forget again.Here are some not so faded snapshots of the amazing energy gathered around ...

All images copyright Lakshmi Arvind..Please do not copy.Ask permission before you use them.

Kumaon Hills..The Breath taking beauty

Kumaon hill.s are the most beautiful among hills:)-atleast i feel so..there's something about the fragrance of the wind,the wild flowers,the strawberries,its everlasting beauty,shimmering lakes, and the   inherent heritage.

For us Kumaon was the chill, strawberries,the innumerble chais we had,the road side dhabas,the maggi ,the amazing flowers,the hills,the winding roads,sunsets,winter shawls and all about the umpteen number of images that got captured on my camera

Images and  Ideas:Lakshmi Arvind

Hello ....

Sorry to be missing out from here for long.Summer vacations at home down south,long pending visits to the temples,bonding with family ,the long drives to the beaches,the plains ,the hills,the tea gardens  in search of monsoons and so miuch more..

We had a wonderful time at home,and there are many posts to be written and  wonderful stories to be unfolded and photographs to be shared..

As I sit to write,its raining here.. from the monsoons to the monsoons in Delhi..