High Mountain Girls Can Climb

I like this picture. That's me and Mr. Wright. Mary shot it, she lives with me and therefore spends a lot of time with me. Some of my skills must have rubbed off on her! :-)


My favorite place in all of Hyderabad - KBR park. We went for a little trek up the hill behind our apartment last weekend. And if I walk really fast and leave everyone behind like this, it'd feel like I'm the only one there, not a soul in sight, just me and the forest. There's a coybowish-feeling to that and I love it.
While up there, I got to do the one thing I'd always wanted to do from the moment I first stepped foot in Hyderabad - climb one of the odd stacks of boulders. We found one on top of the hill, secluded enough to make sure there would be no one watching in case it gets a little tricky and we make a fool of ourselves.

Mary had some trouble climbing...





Not me! I'm a high mountain girl. And high mountain girls can climb!
We eventually had to kick our shoes off and get down and dirty and manly to get to the top.
We did start off doing some lady-like stuffs like posing with flowers etc :-)



And she LOVES the camera!















Have you ever tried protographing a wild peacock? Not an easy task! Those creatures are so shy everytime I moved closer, they'd run and hide. I had to scramble around the bushes like my hunter ancestors to get this shot. And what made it difficult was that everytime I stepped into the bushes to get closer, Mary would scream 'Watch out for snake houses(?)!'
Butterflies are not shy! They're just restless..like me. They can't perch still for a minute and therefore were as difficult to shoot as the peacocks.
This one reminds me of Hank Williams - I wouldn't be surprised if it starts singing 'I'm so lonesome I could cry' in bird language. It looked so lonely.
I didn't take anything fxcept photooraphs :-)

I liked this lizard, it gamely posed for me unlike the ever-moving butterflies and bashful peacocks.

The view from the top boulder. That's Banjara Hills, I live somewhere around there.
It was marvelous up there. With the birds and the trees and the wind on my face. I felt so free I wanted to stay there forever. I forgot I had 21 essays to write waiting for me and that I hadn't even jotted down a dot. I forgot I was supposed to miss someone. I forgot I had laundry to do...

I'm going to leave you with this frozen smile plastered forever on my face because I don't think I'll be doing much smiling for the next few days. And even if I do smile, they'll only be fleeting ones. Good times - when holding a dumb feather and taking a picture with it can make you laugh! For the next few weeks, it's going to take a lot more than a feather to tickle me.

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