The Big Merino
The big ram standing tall |
Oops! |
Aerial View of Crown Plaza from the High Gates Building, Canberra |
Concrete Jungle = Sydney CBD |
Nan Tien Temple in Wollongong, Australia |
A gallant ship just halts just next to the Opera House in Sydney |
One of the oldest photos in my gallery. I took this photo in 2018 using iPhone 5. |
Can you hear the silence tiptoe down this path? |
Just next to Scrivener Dam in Canberra |
We look back and move on and this has been the way with life. |
My mate can ride this horse. It's beerified. |
What's it like?! |
Wollongong Beach |
'The Good Reader Books' at Bowral in NSW |
The quiet Bowral Town in NSW |
Wollongong Lighhouse Lookout |
Fall...is soon followed by Spring but who follows us? Our offspring? |
Nishi Building in Canberra |
Kingston Foreshore in Canberra |
This just came out pretty good. |
Tried macro but this is what I got. |
All it takes is a pair of keen eyes to spot beauty such as this. |
Can you spot Chimi Lhakhang, the famous temple of fertility? Find out more about this temple on: Punakha Dzongkhag website |
Clouds plant a soft peck on these Wangkha hills. |
I wonder if these chilly drops of water prick into the spine of this blossom, awakening in her some longingness, some sensuality. |
There is a reason why no external forces could impregnate Bhutan. Thanks to these brave sentinels. |
The human-traffic controller in the heart of the capital city. |
Bumthang, where you find a piece of Switzerland in Bhutan. |
So they ask me if I am a beach boy or a mountain man! |
A BW capture of Zangtopelri, Wangchhu. |
Sunsets in Sarpang remind me of some slow-burn Hollywood flick. |
Of clouds and prayer flags; and of Bumthang. |
Wangchhu town always gives me a bit of The Giver (by Lois Lowry) feel. You'd know it if you'd been there! |
Chendebji Chhorten It's associated with a lot of stories, particularly of the demoness that troubled the commuters in the past. Check this link for more: Atlas Obscura |
Tsha Tsha in Chhoekhor, Bumthang Find out more about this on this Facebook feed: Bhutan Tours |
Butter lamps at Jampel Lhakhang in Bumthang. My father passed away there and this is offered in his name, in conjunction with the Buddhist norms. |
Kenchösum Lhakhang in Bumthang I see it, the photo's too grainy. |
Have you ever thought about how a mother must have felt when she is asked to choose one favourite from her children? I have heaps of similar photos and it is equally hard for me to select just a handful for the post. Perhaps, all beginners experience this pain.
The conqueror sets out to make his mark,
To carve his name in history's pages,
And prove his worth to all the sages.
He faces foes both great and small,
And battles on through victory and fall,
Through blood and sweat and tears he fights,
And emerges stronger, with each new plight.
He conquers lands and nations too,
And spreads his rule, both just and true,
His subjects kneel before his might,
And hail him as their guiding light.
Yet in his triumphs, he knows full well,
The price of conquest, and its bitter spell,
For every victory comes at a cost,
And every gain may soon be lost.
Thus, the conqueror stays ever vigilant,
Against the foes that seek to challenge him,
He guards his lands and people with care,
And stands ready to face whatever is there.
For he knows that to conquer is not enough,
To truly triumph, one must be tough,
And hold fast to one's ideals and dreams,
No matter how hard the battle seems.
So let us all take inspiration from the conqueror,
And strive to be our best, each and every hour,
For in our own small way, we too can conquer,
And make our mark, with power and wonder.
-An inspiring poem generated on ChatGPT.