An evening in Ponmudi

 A Heavenly hill station and some treasured memories.A journey made during the last monsoons,last year when we went to the South.There were a treasure trove of images after the trip and till date couldn't finalise which ones were the better among  them.
Ponmudi,actually being near to our home,there isn't any need for a days stay there,but we stayed there to see the early sunrise.It was monsoon time and we generally couldn't guess the weather changing rapidly there from rainy into cloudy.. We stayed at "Golden Peak" the only hotel in the lower sanatorium.Theres an upper sanatorium also,where the hills drop down into valleys at all sides and the view is just amazing if there isnt much clouds.I am much of a nature lover ,but trying my hand at nature photography was for the first time.I hope the images will weave the story for my readers..

winding paths and the hairpin bends

dieties on the road

  

roadside prayers 

interesting small temples

almost reached the lower sanatorium

Hotel Golden Peak 

Small huts on the hill

a quick trip to the upper sanatorium

the view on the way

a lonely tree

rolling clouds,making their way for rain

way too windy,my little one and my dupatta

  

connectivity and hills

the light,my world filling light,in awe

i saw the rainbow and jumped in sheer joy

mists gathering on to the hotel side

rolling mists getting covered outside the room

  

 the most beautiful and the most wonderful view  

There were so many wonderful things that caught my eyes today.All things that i loved came down on earth a day for me.It happened as though I had a secret desire and the wish came true ..was it because i passionately wished for it..You all have a good nights sleep till i tell you what happened the next day...

all images courtesy Lakshmi Arvind.Please do not steal nor copy images.

First rain....

First rains and a cause of celebration for me .It rained throughout the night.A rainy,grey morning.The monsoons have started its course in the southern states.A light breeze which brings with it the smell of wet earth,green moss and rain,the smell of all my favourite things,it softly detonates your receptors and transports you into a woodland,remember having read somewhere,how true isnt it?the forests might have been covered in a mix of green and brown.Moss covered rocks,what a beautiful feel...wet ferns from the crevices of walls....how beautiful..the plumeria held on to its flowers without shedding them.I wish i could capture the sounds and smells of rain in each image...how nice

Reflections of a rainy day breakfast

moss covered tree trunk
wet ferns from crevices

roses and rainblue bells that fell in the woods

loving the light in the kitchen

images courtesy:Lakshmi Arvind

A Morning at my Garden

The day dawns in softness and that gradually evolves into brightness in the sunny side of the garden.

A morning cup of tea and the camera.,

A keen awareness of the activity stirring around me begins to fill my senses.

And from this calm, sunlight streaking through the dawn, the gentle sounds of buzzing and fluttering begin to break the silence.

in a delightfully, familiar sort of way.

Fluttering and the tweet tweets of the love birds at home,greenery of the betel leaves ,the fallen flowers and leaves,an experience in its own....

The garden that shared my childhood and its memories

Fairly tropical in feel,my moms carefully tended garden,bonsais as old as us.,...

I am thankful for the gift of this small reminder to slow down and absorb the essence of every experience in this place.

I'm at once wholeheartedly aware once again ~~this is where I belong. This is MY moms garden.

Finally the tea rests under the pentas flowers...,on the garden path..

I am enjoying the pampering and love at home,will be here down south for a while.....