Rain-bearing clouds cover the hilltops overlooking my hometown.
There’s beauty in every season. But more so during these monsoon months. It’s a yearly ritual that Mother Nature celebrates and how contagious the celebration can be is evident from that refreshing green that’s all around. It pours down in torrents and suddenly waterfalls in all shapes and sizes make their appearance as they tumble from the hills down to the gorge and then to the rivers below. All the rivers are in spate. Browned and muddied by the soil let loose with all the fury of the monsoon rain. There are landslides and the fear of the roads being blocked….But as for blooms and plants, they luxuriate in all that rain!
Lush vegetation all around. It’s a pleasure to take this route, even if it is long (and winding). We drove (my brother was at the wheel) 300 kms through vast flatlands and then hilly terrain. With the rain and bad roads it took us a little more than 9 hours to get to my mom’s.
Broom grass, fern and moss vie for space on stone walls. The plant with the blue blooms is the Porter weed which grows in abundance in the area.Insects abound. I found this Long-horned grasshopper in my parents’ backyard.Four o’clock blooms are a common feature on roadsides too.
Please take a look around at all the wonderful plants at Andrea’s. The jungle beyond as we head towards the flatland. Please click on the photo for a better view.Hill turmeric growing in the wild. The pretty pink blooms awash with rain near the road. Looking at these blooms, I wonder what amazing sights await in the forest. We only stop near the roadsides, always in a hurry thinking of the long drive. But a short break from the journey opens our eyes to treasures that we would otherwise have surely missed.