This little stalk stood out from the rest of the tree which had almost lost all of its foliage . It stopped me in my tracks , the colour so stunningly vibrant, crying out loud for attention . Autumn in all its glory !!!
I love this time of the year. With autumn setting in and the crispness in the air, its time for the festivities to begin. In our home they start with Dusshera. A festival celebrated all over India in a big way .It signifies the victory of good over evil. Fond memories include a day off school, decorating with fresh mango leaves and marigolds, dressing up , eating jalebis , and a favourite part was killing Ravan. ( the demon ) My mom would make a rice doll which represented Ravan just like I’ve made in this picture and my brother and I would with a lot of excitement break it with our feet ,signifying killing the demon. It was fun when I was a child and now it brings out the child in me and my husband. A tradition which we will definitely continue for all the years to come.
Today we went walkabout in our new neighbourhood. To try and catch some shades of autumn – all of which completely mesmerize me . And this tree against a clear blue sky with all its shades of orange just took my breath away. Such a beautiful feast to the eyes !