"Maybe if we clung tightly enough we'd carry the feeling of these arms supporting us even as we scattered."
Symphony in White
The World of Wagtails
In Bangalore a pair of wagtails lives on the patch of grass by the basketball hoop. They are a sheer pleasure to watch: they hop, daintily, about the grass, occasionally inclining their head to inspect a blade before jabbing it down, sword-like, to extract some hapless creature. Then they will turn, look up and contemplate… Continue reading The World of Wagtails
Abstractions from the Embers
A fire smoulders on a dark night in Bangalore, India. we burn with unapologetic fury against the dark, the dark, the creeping creeping dark; sing with unrestrained vigor into the silence, the silence the humming humming silence; live with undimmed spark for the light, the light it grows and it grows and it grows
For the Song of Birds
On a winter morning in Bangalore, an Ashy Prinia sings.
Tit for Tat
Barcelona's Llobregat Delta proved to be a fruitful trip for me. However, birds I could identify were in a minority - which, thankfully, included this Purple Swamphen. I can now profess myself to be intimately familiar with this species, after having documented them in the Sandpit Swamphens, based on observations of them in Bangalore this… Continue reading Swamphen Days
Out of Frame, Out of Mind
While I wasn't planning on posting today, apparently it is World Photography Day, and what is a blog for if not to honor obscure days named in celebration of hobbies, often with even more obscure purpose. This is a (somewhat accidentally) experimental photograph - it is a fight between a drongo and a black kite,… Continue reading Out of Frame, Out of Mind