Stills of Beauty

Nature is always alive with movement and life, ever changing, never still.

The best a photograph can do is capture a single moment, freeze a small slice of time.

That maybe a photograph's limitation, but it is more than enough to get a sense of the breathtaking loveliness of nature and record a unique but fleeting moment of beauty forever.

(ok, maybe not forever. After all, a photo can get deleted, destroyed by a malicious virus, faded by old age, spoilt by water, torn by kids, thrown in the trash, and....anything else? You see, lots of horrible things can happen to prevent it from lasting forever, but I think you get the idea. :))

 

 

                               

Freedom of the Skies

Usually I just click a picture that appeals to me and think about the story behind it later. I weave the words around the photos and not the photos around the words. Even then, most of the pictures have their own story, whether I intended it that way or not.
Unfortunately, this particular picture has no story behind it, or front of it, or anywhere that I can see. I spotted this crow flying across the sky one day while I was taking a walk and managed to capture this perfectly timed shot.
I have put it up because sometimes a photo has to speak for itself.

My experiments with Color

There is a feature in my camera called selective color which allows you to choose a maximum of three colors in your frame and leaving those colors, turns the rest of the photo into black and white. You can also control the range of the shades and tints that will be included. For instance, I chose just red in the first photo while in the last, only three colors (pink, orange and green) were selected, but both the dark orange and light orange were included as shades of the same color.
The different effects that can be created are just endless. 

The Cactus Story

We have two-three different types of cacti and succulent plants in our garden, and there was one variety that used to give beautiful flowers of bright colors. Then, for some reason that I never understood, pigeons attacked and destroyed those plants till there were only a few miserable stems left. They never recovered, never had the chance to, and withered up and died. After that, my mother planted a new and different type of plant in their place, the ones below. The pigeons didn't spare these either but they are hardier and are able to survive and thrive despite the attacks. I suppose it just goes to show- Survival of the Fittest! :)  

 

The picture below is of our aloe vera plant and I don't know if it is a cactus or not, but I put it up anyway because I liked it and thought it would look nice. :)

Copy the cat

This is a picture of Copy, my aunt's cat. He was named that because he looked like an exact copy of his mother. He loves sleeping and spends most of his time curled up on the chairs around the house.