water, water, everywhere ..

.. and not a drop to drink.
Well, snow is a form of water, ain't it ?!


I shoulder my backpack .. and in my mind, I am the bold mariner, out to explore the endless unknown.

In truth, I am just shivering in the park in my backyard.

road no more

Sometimes, its just a dead end.

There's nothing you can do, but turn around and make a new start.

It'd have been great if you'd have heeded the warning signs earlier. Even if you didn't, hopefully, you learnt something from this foray.

terrible weather .. or is it ?

Minus seventeen degrees on the outside, not factoring in the windchill.Everywhere around, a three inch bed of fresh snow.

I couldn't survive half an hour without risking frostbite. Accoutered as I was.
For the stag, it was all just another day at play.

No wonder, in the animal world, humans are the wimps.

building castles ..

.. in the snow is a good idea, only if you know they will melt one day.

It does not help to go searching for them when winter's over .

to whom it may concern ..

for the record, the ground beneath her feet would be just as precious ..

hny n more

Its that time of the year again ..

Time to make resolutions, you mean ?

No, I just meant that this photo blog completes a year.. but then there's a resolution there too ..

Sometimes, one just needs the little push. Like to get up on a winter morning, leave the warm bed and pad up for a jog .Once you are out though, its heaven - no, not too cold, but yes, superb surroundings.

Sometimes, a resolution is all you need to open up a world of magic.

why, reason three

One of the beauties of getting addicted to photography is the places that it takes you to ..



This place: Ashokan Reservoir, New York state.