Leh flowers
Before landing leh , I was having an impression that leh would be a cold dessert with not much greenery. That was partially true but on the other hand leh had some of the prettiest flowers. When they blossomed , I felt like a soul opening out to nature. Leh was smiling with a bunch of flowers, very pleasing and alluring.
I have pasted some of my fav clicks with a bit of beginner’s photography
I had attributed each of the flower the way I felt when I saw them. They looked heavenly and complemented ladakh better.
Pasting last few lines from Khalil Gibran’s poem
I am the lover’s gift; I am the wedding wreath;
I am the memory of a moment of happiness;
I am the last gift of the living to the dead;
I am a part of joy and a part of sorrow.
But I look up high to see only the light,
And never look down to see my shadow.
This is wisdom which man must learn.
Happy Reading!!!
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