Recommendations

I was just thinking which are all the web sites I have been visiting almost daily for some time and Anu Garg's A Word A Day site (http://wordsmith.org/awad/index.html) popped on the top of my mind. This is a site I have been visiting almost daily (weekdays) for more than five years. Being word freak, I had learned a lot from this site and as an added bonus, you get wonderful quotes thrown in. This is a site I would recommend wholeheartedly.

Ecologically Yours

How hard to realize that every camp of men or beast has this glorious starry firmament for a roof! In such places standing alone on the mountaintop it is easy to realize that whatever special nests we make -- leaves and moss like the marmots and birds, or tents or piled stone -- we all dwell in a house of one room -- the world with the firmament for its roof -- and are sailing the celestial spaces without leaving any track. -John Muir, naturalist, explorer, and writer (1838-1914)

Kodaikanal Trip

Kodai Lake

Mist-shrouded Pillar Rocks

Pine Forest

Weekend Trip to Senji, Sathanur Dam

There Will Come Soft Rains

There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;
And frogs in the pools singing at night,And wild plum trees in tremulous white;
Robins will wear their feathery fire,Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;
And not one will know of the war, not oneWill care at last when it is done.
Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree,If mankind perished utterly;
And Spring herself, when she woke at dawnWould scarcely know that we were gone.
-- Sara Teasdale

Mysore Photoblog

Pablo Neruda

I have always admired Neruda's poems. Here is one of my favorites.

Sonnet XVII

I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as certain dark things are loved,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom and carries
hidden within itself the light of those flowers,
and thanks to your love, darkly in my body
lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you simply, without problems or pride:
I love you in this way because I don't know any other way of loving

but this, in which there is no I or you,
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,
so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.