Monday, November 23, 2009

Birds of Paradise



A hot and overcast day, saw me zipping along Singapore roads, on my way to Jurong Bird Park. The park is a veritable paradise for bird lovers. Starting with the penguin enclosure, where penguins are kept in a cold, glass enclosure.......





to the more open ones were the birds are free to roam ....


one gets to see Flamingoes,






Painted Storks and other water birds......


And then we come to another enclosure called the African Waterfall Aviary, that is a covered enclosure, but one does not realise it inside, as the roof is very high and the place is massive, being dominated at one end by a massive waterfall......




The only bird I could readily discern from India was the Braminy Kite, in the Birds of Prey enclosure

and then there is the Parrot enclosure, where parrots that look like they have been painted by a mad painter fly around



One of the biggest attractions of the park is the Lory loft, where colourful Lory can be fed by the visitors..., and the staff are really helpful and lovely.....





the lory loft is made of several levels and has lovely stairs & bridges linking the various levels....
 


the other birds in the park include the Crowned Pigeon,
and birds like the ibis.
The park is too extensive for any photographer to cover in a day, as there is so much to cover. I will return there soon and get some more pics of the birds I missed.



Saturday, November 14, 2009

Wind beneath my wings......

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Fly, fly, fly high against the sky,


wind beneath my wings.....


so high I almost touch the sky.


Thank you, thank you,


thank God for you, the wind beneath my wings


- Bette Midler

On a Saturday morning , as I left Delhi for a holiday this was how it felt.... it was like soaring into the clear blue skies, without a care in the world.

But as beautiful as the blue sky looked, it looked a bit bland without the architecture of the cloud-scape's, and my wishes were granted when the first few wisps appeared in the sky. It was like the beginning of Beethoven's  Symphony, which culmunated in a thunderstorm by the time we reached Bangalore.