It's been raining continuously here and as much as I like the rains, I don't like the way my clothes smell when I dry them indoors. So when the sun showed up the other day in all its splendor, I quickly washed my clothes and dried them outside... and they went back to smelling so clean and warm like sunshine.
A few drops of hot boiling oil splashed on my hand while frying chicken for my strictly non vegetarian husband. Here I've drawn flowers round the burned spots... my first ever oil burnt art and I hope the last.
My folks at home went to this awesome place at Aralvaimozhi, where Devasahayam Pillai is believed to have been martyred. He's apparently a great spiritual figure of the 18th century who suffered martyrdom for Christ... no one's really sure of it though, which is actually weird cause St. Francis Xavier arrived in the 16th century and his name is still alive and active in my hometown. They have a huge feast in his honour every December and pilgrims throng the area and the schools remain closed... the whole town is practically devoted to St. Xavier, but a man of the 18th century they find hard to remember... beats me.
Anyway, my sister sent these pix's and my mom asked me why they weren't up in my photography blog and I said 'Only the picturesI take go on my blog'. My mom told me not to act too smart and to put these pictures up here... so here they are.
Isn't this nice, the hills, the clouds and a turret...
This could easily pass off as a church in Italy... very pretty.
Isn't this spectacular... similar to the one in Brazil.
Bell Rock: It seems when Devasahayam was being murdered, huge chunks of rocks started tumbling down the side of the hill making a sound like that of a church bell ringing, kinda like a death knell.
The rock you see en caged below is apparently one of those 'bell ringing rocks', if you strike it with another stone it makes a ringing sound, whereas when the other nearby boulders are struck, you hear a normal rock on rock sound.
The view from the church...
I am definitely going here the next time I am home...
I like this picture... Tonio and baby Michelle. He likes to play with her and she seems to like him, she smiles when he is around (must be the resemblance to her dad). This picture was taken on my mobile phone hence the less than perfect image.
This darling little mutt (Fergie) makes me laugh, she is all love. Here after the makeup, we had to lure her with one of her toy bottles to stand still... that's why the heart felt longing in her big brown eyes.
Who can resist such soulful eyes, she's one hugable dog... I miss* her.* Don't worry, she is still alive and kicking... and from what I hear happily pregnant too. We had to give her away, so many things were happening (back home) and there was nobody to take care of her.
A dog is not 'almost human' and I know of no greater insult to the canine race than to describe it as such.
Here you see a typical temple pond where a few kids are playing and trying to beat the summer heat in Kanyakumari (my hometown).
Looks like they caught something in their cloth net... kids and summer are an exciting combination, and if you happen to grow up in the countryside, you can bet nothing could be more exhilarating.
A new found blogger buddy - Meri, who is into interior designing and the like did a post on Outdoor Spaces and I sent her these pictures of a typical Indian-village-outdoorsy shot, you can check them out at her blog here.
When I was a little kid, of course, I was brown all summer. That's because I was free as a bird- nothing to do but catch bugs all day.
I am just gonna put up pictures and scenes that catch my interest. I do like nature and I like fiddling around with a camera so as I go through life in South India, any 'moment' that seems worthy of being captured and frozen in time will find a way to my blog... so that years from now, when I am well into the fossilizing stage, future generations will see the world through my eyes and try to sustain her. I wish I could do more for our enchanting planet, after all she is the basis of life...