Wildflowers in the monsoon – watercolour art

On most days as I walk in the rain, little splashes of colour peek out shyly. From beneath lush green leaves or growing between concrete paver blocks as if to say look at us, all we need is a slice of earth. The wildflowers that nobody plants, that grow of their own freewill. That stubbornly refuse to bow to the lashing of the rains no matter how hard. They smile at you with bright shining colours as we get through the motions of our everyday lives. There is always a reason to smile, things are never as bleak as they … Continue reading Wildflowers in the monsoon – watercolour art

Of Amla and the markets

It’s seventeen months since the children last saw their schools and teachers, seventeen months since they interacted with their peers at school. Online school isn’t the same, every child doesn’t get the chance to be seen and heard, which is not an easy thing to reconcile for little children, or big ones for that matter. It’s also been seventeen months since we were able to walk out and buy our vegetables locally, or pick up our groceries at the local grocer’s. We are scheduled for our second vaccine this week and hopefully that makes it slightly easier to go back … Continue reading Of Amla and the markets