From beneath the flowering Persian Lilac (Melia Azedarach) tree, I looked up and saw a sky of the truest blue through the fresh green leaves of spring. White clouds sailed across the blue, silhouetting a pair of crows in shiny black.
The sun went down painting the clouds pink and purple, leaving behind a soft golden glow. Behind the hibiscus, the full moon rose fading from yellow to white, till finally, the world was just different shades of grey.
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The magic unfolds everyday.. Simple happiness of life which we choose to ignore. .Someone has rightly said .....
"What is this life so full of care, if we have no time to stand and stare"
Colors of Holy …Nice!!
-Anjali
thanks!
that's why brc is such a blessing... time to stand and stare :-)
aaah the magic of a slowly fading evening viewed from BRC. Miss you all much. Pas on dearest regards from Kunming to Sal.
hey, travelling minstrel, where to from kunming?
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