FOREST OF FLOWERS : WAITING , OBSERVING and VAN GOGH

We are to go to the famous vineyards of Nashik today and we await our host and driver.

Am all ready to go, with camera  bag slung across the  shoulders and breakfast in tummy, As the waiting turns from few  minutes to many minutes, i reluctantly take a stroll in the  unkempt garden of the hotel.

natural bouquet
natural bouquet

Magically I was transported into a floral forest as I observed the world beneath my feet.

A beautiful  yellow flower  caught my eye and connected  me to a painting by Van Gogh I had seen in Amsterdam.

Am amazed by this single yellow flower in a sea of violet flowers
Am captivated  by this single yellow flower in a sea of violet flowers

Observe ,the variegated leaves ,  the unusual shape of these  flowers and pea like fruits.

leaves fruit and the purple heart

I have  seen these “flowers”  in the colour red , seeing them in white caught my eye.

I think they turn white from green, am not sure though.

The waiting had invited  me to observe and enter  the FOREST OF FLOWERS.

midlife
midlife
In white
In white
the end or the  beginning?
the end or the beginning?
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mukul chand

51 year old entrepreneur who has traveled extensively around the world for work and pleasure , is based in New Delhi, India. A passionate traveler born with a love for flora and fauna, is an active naturalist and amateur photographer. Here he shares his unique insight into Incredible India revealing its mysterious and exotic treasures. Writing from his heart he shares his experiences as he crisscrosses this vast and amazing land.

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