One Sunny Weekend...

Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.

~ Henry James

Travel with me to The Lakes...

My initial plan was to post my Amma’s signature dish today, but my heart is not really into sharing fond memories of my childhood for some personal reasons. Instead I am sharing few photographs I clicked during our recent visit to one of the most beautiful and scenic holiday destination in the UK during first week of this month. I am hoping that revisiting this natural, untouched beauty of Mother Nature will bring much needed calmness and peace to my troubled heart and soul.

Delicious Autumn!

Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.

~ George Eliot

Scotland ~ Through My Eyes!

My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here,

My heart's in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer;

A-chasing the wild deer, and following the roe,

My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go.

~ Robert Burns

I Don't Want to Come Back...

From Here...

Our cozy little cottage... Miles and miles of Greens & Blues...

A window with a view to die for!

Ugadi Greetings... From Us to You

As the New Year Dawns
May it Bring Happiness and Prosperity
To You and Your Loved Ones

Happy Ugadi

ಉಗಾದಿಯ ಹಾರ್ದಿಕ ಶುಭಾಶಯಗಳು

Warm Regards
Sia & Krish

Sakura

"Shikishima no
Yamato-gokoro wo
Hito-towaba,
Asahi ni niou
Yamazakura bana."

(If one should ask you concerning the heart of a true Japanese, point to the wild cherry flower glowing in the sun.)

– Norinaga Motoori (1730-1801)

"Could I die under a cherry blossom tree in full bloom on a full-
moon night of spring?"

Back to Childhood Days...

Come on people move
For childhood is calling
time to get up and groove
there is no time for stalling

Enjoy the warm sunny day
and chase all of your blues away
this is a day that is so enthralling
listen, as your childhood is calling

old men sit and are soon recalling
and slowly as their hair is graying
they hear the siren song of youth playing
saying that their childhood is calling

the time is slipping away so quickly,
so run fast and catch the dying sun
for childhood is calling
and your life has just begun
- By Jim Milks