Those Mountains Within Us ๐ŸŒผ

The mountains make a home within usโ€ฆ And we live in our favourite nooks and crannies there ๐Ÿ˜Šโ€ฆ We search for them in the formation of clouds and the denseness of foliage around usโ€ฆ Even while knowing it a mirageโ€ฆ They are where they areโ€ฆ And we are where we areโ€ฆ ๐ŸŒผ

We close our eyes and inhale deeply, trying to remember what mountain air feels like… We walk narrow lanes in our minds eye… Lanes dotted with daisies that have yellow centers and white petals that grow wild…

Maybe I love monsoon because I get a two in one deal… The ephemeral sight of clouds simulating mountains and the pitter patter of rain that camouflages the sound of city traffic and city life…๐Ÿ˜Š

The White Squirrel ๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜

I saw this soft, cottony looking material behind a flowerpot and was convinced that my pug, Motu, his bed was being emptied of it’s filling yet again by some naughty squirrel ๐Ÿ˜โ€ฆ Then it moved like a tail and this is what appeared ๐Ÿ˜ฎ! An albino squirrel, I think ๐Ÿ˜Š.

I do a lot of squirrel watching from my window and have often seen small babies accompany their parents, they have the exact same colouring as the adults ๐Ÿ˜… This little fella was unique ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐ŸŒผ

When Dreams Become Reality ๐Ÿ˜

I am working with a group of delightful children as part of an online Summer Art Camp with The Beehive.

Sometimes, it’s fun to let them imagine desserts or ice-cream sundaes that they can assemble in their mind and draw on paper.

Yesterday, we all imagined our favourite desserts with fruit toppings and gems, gummy bears and wafersโ€ฆ Below is what one of my students madeโ€ฆ And what his mom rustled up in the kitchen ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ‘

It was one of the sweetest gestures coming out of an art class๐Ÿ˜!

Succulent Story ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒฟ

After months of trying to keep my succulents alive, I can finally say I understand them ๐Ÿ˜!

I’ve understood their watering patterns and sunlight needs ๏‘… How much conversation to have with them ๐Ÿ™„(just kidding๐Ÿ˜‚)

I had read somewhere that If you really want to see colours change in your succulents then you have to ‘stress’ them… Reduce water.. Reduce their time in the bright sun ๐Ÿ˜”.. I felt bad doing that, but I did it in a controlled scenario ๐Ÿ˜Ž.

This bright green succulent started turning a gorgeous lemon yellow… But It’s back in the sun now because, if I want to see colour, I’ll turn to my paints ๐ŸŽจ… I don’t want to be the reason for anybody’s stress ๐Ÿ™ƒ

#colour #beauty #stillness #magic #zenmoment #SimplePleasuresofLife #storiesfrommygarden

A Beautiful Unfolding

A straggler showing signs of new life… There’s no sight more endearing ๐Ÿ˜Š…One wants to cheer it on… Encourage it to grow… Tell it… I am waiting on the outside… Just blossom… ๐ŸŒผ๐Ÿ™
#nature #beauty #stillness #magic #zenmoment #SimplePleasuresofLife #Watercolours #sketchbook #storiesfrommygarden

Chaos of Wild Flowers

Plants that fall into chaos are like written lines with scrambled words… Make your own stories ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒฟ
#nature #beauty #stillness #flowers #blossomsandblessings #art #myart #wildflowers #storiesfrommygarden

Keep a Good Thing Going ๐Ÿ˜


The Poinsettia are blooming way past their prime. Even without their startling red leaves… The ones that are so reminiscent of Christmas and winter, chill and fog, these fighters always serve to cheer me up.

I keep them right outside my studio window and view them many times in a day ๏˜Š… I marvel at the colour and beauty of the leaves. The little designs at the edge seem like a barista has worked his magic throught them, like he does in our favourite mug of cappuccino when he pulls a heart shape of beige and white from the foam gathered on top.

In my effort to keep them healthy, I have chanced upon a most cost-effective solution. The humble Colin spray bottle. These plants, and also the Areca palms some distance away, thrive under a mist of sprayed water.๏˜

I realise as I write this, that I spend more time looking out the window than I do on other things… This also might explain why my days feel so complete without really accomplishing anything… ๏˜Š

A Signal

A Signal to Pause

At the traffic light, a tanker stops right next to my car. The ladies run toward us and I am sure they are going to ask for money… But they just bypass me. One of them uses the lever to release a gush of water while the other one fills her empty bottle quickly… The driver looks on in the side view mirror, no doubt accustomed to this sight… The signal changes, we all go on our way…

#delhidiaries #streetphotography #summerheat