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Snapshots from my home.Post 5

Home 

– noun
1. a house, apartment, or other shelter that is the  usual residence of a person, familt, or household
2. The place in which one's domestic affections are centered
 
 
"A house is made of walls and beams, but a home is made of love and dreams."
                                                                                                               ---Author unknown

Today's post is a photo post--these are snapshots from my home.

View from my rooftop  






Gift from a good friend. Roses and a bottle of wine                                        







A part of my garden. Can you see Mr.Frog? Sadly my dog murdered him :)




No matter how insane the day, this is my moment of peace. I light this lamp daily.      




Hot summers call for cold watermelon juice.On my balcony.  




Love this Buddha. A gift from another good friend.In the background is the book I am currently reading.




Yes, I grew this and it bloomed. Oh the joy!









I am not very fond of Jasmine but Satish is. I grew this for him.   




If you are sharing pictures from your home, I'd love to look :) (I love looking at home pictures)

And if you haven't read Satish's guest post, please read! I love how he wrote it.

See you tomorrow, folks!

Comments

  1. Digging that view :). And that watermelon juice :P

    I'll do a photo post of my garden - I have lovely ones from the last ~2 years :).

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  2. There is a quote regarding home which I remember since a long time don't really know the author -
    "Home is a place you grow up wanting to leave, and grow old wanting to get back to"

    Loved your Watermelon juice pic... Cheers to the home

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  3. Beautiful pictures :-)
    Pretty neat view from your place too!

    I have a Mr. Frog too. It's a soft toy and the scapegoat for a lot of biology related humour :P :D

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  4. The rose was very well captured.. also The view from the rooftop on a well lit night must be amazing

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  5. love the rose and the lamp

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  6. I can imagine the serenity you must feel when you light the lamp ! I felt peaceful just by looking at the snap ! I absolutely adore jasmine! Infact in my mind summer is interlinked with the smell of jasmine flowers :)

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  7. very nice pics..i too love looking at pictures of home..:)

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  8. Blissful pics, esp. the lamp, the (oh-so-beautiful) rose and the tall glasses of juice...home sweet home indeed!

    And I love the quote mentioned by Prats in the earlier comment! How true!!

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  9. Thank you for a glimpse of your home in Bangalore. Your rooftop is lovely.

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  10. The lamp is so beautiful

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  11. Anonymous10:57 PM

    You got a beautiful home Preeti and thanks for sharing the snaps. I love the flowers you grew, I can imagine your excitement when they bloomed. The view from your terrace is terrific, is that a roof top garden?

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  12. Beautiful pics....loved the statue...

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  13. Thank you all for the lovely compliments! Yes, It is a rooftop garden. I have a lawn also on it.

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  14. Totally loved the pics. Its my wish to have a rooftop garden. So lovely to see yours. :-) I have a similar last pic

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  15. Beautiful garden Preeti :) Love the colourful bird houses too .

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  16. All the pictures are wonderful especially the lamp, reflecting your beautiful and peaceful ‘home’.

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