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Pictures to bring you joy


“Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams.”
--Ashley Smith



I clicked these pictures recently--some in my garden,some around the complex I live. I hope they bring you as much joy as it brought me.




As I sit on this bench in the evenings, the air is filled with chirpings of so many birds, all returning home,done for the day.There is so much peace.I take a deep breath and savour these moments. Oh--It is a such joy and a blessing to be alive and healthy.



I love this colour.It screams for attention.Makes you notice it.Makes me feel.Deep.

My garden fence is full of these.They live only for a day.By evening, they have wilted.The next day, they fall.Such a short life--but, so much beauty.

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  1. Such lovely pictures:)

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  2. So pretty. Nature rocks huh?

    Hows your painting going?

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  3. It takes extraordinary people to find joy in pictures. And after all, we're only ordinary men...

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  4. Etain_Lavena :Thank you.

    Freelance cynic:I agree.Nature does rock.

    Tyler:Does it mean that I'm extraordinary or does it mean that you are indifferent to pictures?

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  5. fantastic pics, so colorful and full of life, loved them

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  6. fantastic pics, so colorful and full of life, loved them

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  7. Ah Spring is coming!
    Flowers are blooming over here too and it's funny because all of those seem to exist over here too. The last ones for instance are called 'corriolas' in portuguese.
    It's imperative to notice beauty and to feel everything around us. There's a portuguese poet that is the poet of the senses and sensations, it's called Cesário Verde - if I could find one poem translated to english I'd send it to you. :)

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  8. How absolutely marvelous to be able to look at that every day! You are truly blessed.

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  9. Misti: Thank you!

    Devil Mood: Yes, its so important to notice beauty.Strange that all these flowers exist there too!May be similar climatic conditions.

    Katherine:Yes, I do feel blessed to be able to enjoy it.

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  10. It means both...it's tough to actually SEE pictures with a constant flux of images flashing past you all day... the pictures lose their power to create any sort of emotional response... this is part of the reason i think is behind the popularity of multi-media... it takes animations, videos, sounds, to get the point across... which is why kids have stopped reading books, they prefer to watch television or movies... as for me, the pictures had no effect on me...

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  11. You are a Queen, Ps. You are royal to the subject of beauty.

    In the first picture, I love how the grass is permitted to become some of the bricks along the walkway. Awesome.

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  12. bharathi1:21 PM

    However cliched this sounds, the colours did add colour to my day!!its been a while since i looked at flowers properly

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  13. Tyler: Kuch Bhi eh? :-)Wanna play GTA?;-)

    Gawpo:Thank you.You sure know how to make me fel good.

    Bharathi:I clicked those pics while you were here remember?

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  14. What a beautiful place -so lush and peaceful. I loved the pics of the flowers. Little oasis' of colour in the greenery :-) You are lucky to be able to enjoy this every day!

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  15. BoB-Kat:True.I do feel very good about it.Am sure it shows!

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  16. Still in the depth of winter here..but there is a sign that spring is round the corner..experts state that spring is 2-3 weeks early this year!

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  17. I was looking for translated poems yesterday but had no luck :( It's a real shame and I don't feel like I have the tools to translate poetry just yet!

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  18. I don't understand how you can be in a time zone and a half. Here it is 9:04 pm. There, it is 10:34 am. Do they do that there? Here we only cut it up into even hours. I know that Snavy is hopefully asleep as it is 12:04 am on the eastern U.S. coast.

    Please explain. I am living to know.

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  19. not directly related to this post - just loved that pic in the rt side - "BECAUSE I THE END IT WILL BE.. worth it."

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  20. Exellent pics.I esp liked 1,3&4
    good day & a nice week end :)

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  21. Roses are red, violets are blue, people like are oh so few :D

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  22. marvellous pics.. truely a treat..

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  23. And, I thank you for visiting my new blog site and your kind words. Here I am once again, I find myself looking at your pictures, day dreaming of spring as I look at your garden. Most beautiful. Your talents and creations seem endless. Thank you for sharing them with us! And yes, I am finding writing, sharing and creating is quite healing in the grief process, yet thinking positive, Like building a garden, I hope to blossom. Thank you. Opal
    http://beautyoflife-opal.blogspot.com/index.html

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  24. i happened to see your blog today..it's beautiful..let's keep living and loving :)

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  25. From eyes accustomed to an English winter, the vivid, vibrant colours leapt off the screen at me. Reminding me of the first time i went to India and the wall of heat that hit me as the aeroplane doors opened to such a wall of heat i had never experienced before and more intense for just having left new years day in england!!

    Good to rremember that life goes on in other places and that all over the world there is beauty, even if our own lives seem dark and cold at times.

    Thank you for sharing your colours and beauty and joy!!

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