9 Jan 2017

The Yellow Footed...

Back to the Mountains ...

The rising sun's warm glow brought the scenic view alive.
Tucked in neat little tin -roofed houses with gardens growing wild.
Enormous slow moving butterflies were dancing in aplomb.
In these quiet moments i had a chance to smell the moist earth,
and the cool breeze gently touched me.
The light changed.
The forest has a capacity to quieten you.

Every thing around me just sparkled a new.I waddle back to my room snuggle into my quilt with a hot cup of Masala Chai listening to the forest.The tail of the trail is still not complete
Will be back with some more trails soon!!

1 Apr 2016

A day well spent with the Bran Swallows...

Getting back to the blogging world after a long hiatus ( I missed it )!
I haven't been flexing my photography muscles, but one day during my morning walk I spotted a few Bran Swallows circling cheerfully.I find these birds very delightful and truly cosmopolitan. They are the most widespread species of swallows found in the world.Their habit of nesting on the artificial structures bind their fortunes to human modifications of landscapes.I managed to click a few photographs of a family of Barn Swallow out of the many hours I spent observing them.

     Frantic calls of the lil' birdie and one parent arrives .

    The family of Barn Swallows together.

 I was really petrified of being bitten by an mosquito and landing up with Dengue, but could not  resist the temptation of clicking these aerial ballerinas.It was such an enchanting experience to witness the glistening cobalt blue swallows leisurely gliding  just a few inches above the murky waters ....

23 Jul 2015

A wordy post ...

Birding for me is like being in the lap of nature ....it is  a state of mind .
Every part of me is in tune with the wild .
Eyes trying to catch the slightest of movement 
Ears listening to the slightest of sound .
Birding is like an analysis of what one senses.
It is like to engage in an wordless dialogue  with nature 
realise that things exist in relation with each other.
Everything was alive around me ...
The wet grass under my feet 
Gurgling of water in the nearby stream 
Leaves gently moving with the cool morning breeze
I was totally still ..
Still like a rock .
Everything around me getting bathed by the first rays of sun god .
Time just stood still for me .
A Small tit came close and hopped around .
It was that moment when I felt totally connected and a part of nature ...

Happy birding ....

20 Jul 2015

Is it or is it not ??

a black-tailed Godwit .
I find waders the most difficult group of birds to identify . You need to understand the wing patterns ,head and the bill shape  and the length of the leg .
The photographs here show a relatively long ,thin bill .
 Bills vary greatly in length ,thickness and  straightness among different species .
To begin with the bill is much longer in the photograph . Finally ,
I have come to the conclusion that it is Black -tailed Godwit .
 Keeping my fingers crossed 
 that I have got this  right ... 

Happy birding ..