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Pictures from my rooftop...

This sight rooted me to the spot, I had come upstairs as usual to supervise the construction work and when I caught sight of the sky I gasped. It was unusually beautiful, like the angels had been having a cloud fight (sorta like a pillow fight) which explains the tufts of clouds all over the place.


This was pretty interesting too, like a giant eagle swooping low... check out those wing spans.


These resemble scratches, like God had been testing his brush when he was painting the sunset below...
The sunset and the silhouette of a lone bird...

Comments

Antonio said…
Yes, i can see the massive eagle flying
supervise the construction works? are u getting paid to be a supervisor?
Karen Xavier said…
Tonio, if you can see it, then good.

Manoj, the owner doesn't get paid, its his house!!!
PurpleHeart said…
That's a great stroke of imagination put in writing ! And that's a great piece of nature put in pictures ! Is this Chennai ?
Karen Xavier said…
Sandhya, yes it is Chennai... pretty neat huh?
Carol said…
nice pictures. nice post. nice writing. nice blog. i like
Elisabeth said…
I'm new to your blog, via Beth's blog. I'm pleased to meet you and to explore with you your part of the world.
Karen Xavier said…
Elisabeth, thanks for dropping by... pleased to meet you too :o)
Ryan said…
what would you see in inkblots??
Karen Xavier said…
Ryan, inkblots aren't as fun as clouds. How's life professor?
Beth Niquette said…
Yes! I see the eagle. What lovely skies--I'm so partial to clouds and their beauty. Sometimes I forget I'm supposed to be looking at the ground when I'm walking. Tch tch tch!

Happy St. Patrick's Day!
mahesh said…
Hi Kavi,

Why no posts for a long time?
Hope you are all right?

Regards,
Mahesh
The skies look lovely and I so like them as well.

I like your little place out here.

Joy always,
Susan
Anonymous said…
hey there
Karen Xavier said…
Hey Beth, I know you can see more than an eagle there... in fact I have taken to looking at the skies because of you! Happy St. Patrick's day to you too :o)

Mahesh, I am fine. Nice to know that someone is worried when I am absent from the internet world.

Susan, nice of you to drop by...

Anonymous, hey there..

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