Feeling blue!

After having this magical experience in the bluebell walk, 'feeling blue' word is now got redefined in my dictionary.

Living by the Dream!

No progress today...and no hope over the weekend too...still guessing..if the bud is going to be leaf or a flower, my friends want it to be a leaf but I bet it is a flower. my friends say leaves are relatively long lasting but I argue for flowers, they have potential to fruit and bear seeds. It can be this beautiful bluebell that I stare from kitchen window...

but my friends doubt if it can bloom boldly in between long blades of grasses!

I hope it can be this purple bunch, high enough to I stare from my first floor bedroom windows....

Sorry friends, but I will wait for my dream catcher to catch a beautiful dream for this spring.

Hydrangea..

I was looking close at the spring season of my life and this hydrangea plant, both are having lots of beautiful buds, wondering if they are the future flowers or leaves....Leaves or Flowers both can add colour to my garden and life!

creating a wilderness..

long days meaning more time in my garden, I was trying to identify some wild flowers in my garden, thanks to my friend who gifted me a book to identify wild flowers and this web site floral images, I was able to name few flowers in the garden today. more to come later...(with my slow iphone 3G can't fit my whole garden)

Dandelion

Bluebell

Scentless Mayweed (is it not an insult to name a flower like this?)

in the silence..

Finished a year in Cambridge, it was one of the 'easiest' year in my life, I don't have to make an effort to live or to pass each day. In Paris, life in the middle of buildings, each buildings has its own rules, we transform ourselves to fit into that building. We keep silence inside a library and a museum, ancient buildings should be handled with care and we are suppose to go crazy inside a pub or a disco. But when I am in the laps of nature... as I run behind the sheep...

...walk on the green grass and the wild flowers...or even in a confusing cross roads in the middle of the woods..or just siting silently under a fully bloomed apple tree..In this silence of nature I am able hear every little heart beats of mine..my heart doesn't beat for the buildings anymore....it beats for the people...I am able feel that it beats faster for someone..and slower for others..In that rhythm I am able to discover the moments I lose my temper and the moments when my heart goes out...last one year...walking in the silence of nature to the beats of my heart...no wonder my last one year was the easiest year in my life!