For this pair of beautiful feathers its time to grab a quick meal, while being situationally aware.
An evening stroll at the waterfront gets blissful and serene in such company.
I wonder where does nature gets its colors from.
And why did it occur in the chain of evolution.
The moment a little boy is concerned with which is a jay and which is a sparrow, he can no longer see the birds or hear them sing. – Eric Berne
The past becomes a texture, an ambience to our present.
– Paul Scott
My last post here was on 27th Juny 2015. Seriously long time ago.
And I appreciate that few more people liked this page in recent times when there were no new posts at all.
As after every summer comes the monsoon, today I clicked untill my memory card was full.
I hope you would enjoy the new clicks this new year.
Here is Mr. OSTRICH for you all 🙂
with various expressions 😛