Morning Sketches


Sometimes I pick up fallen flowers and leaves and bring them home. I observe them carefully first and then without looking at them, try to sketch them. The sketch is lifeless, as if there is something still left for the flower or leaf to say, and that they can say it only if they are nestled in your palm or whileΒ  being held between your fingers πŸ™‚



A morning walk is a time for revelations. The thought of venturing out before the sun has risen and to actually witness daybreak fills my heart with joy.

The opportunity to capture interesting sights with ones cellphone is amazing too. The shot above was taken from a Samsung phone, a tiny flower hung suspended by an invisible thread, it was swaying gently in the breeze. A pause, a click and back to my walk… So very fulfilling!