A pine cone for each morning walk....

Morning walk is meditative.

I try to sit, but strangely walking works better for me. 

Add a camera on my shoulder and I am sorted.

I don't have the cool Bangalore morning air on my face or the fragrance of Akash Mallige trailing behind me but strangely the beauty of nature reveals itself in various forms...

It's been steadily getting colder but I can't seem to let go of my habit of morning walks.

The path is winding.

The trees are bare.

Between the whizz of cars, I hear gentle rustling.

Rustling of leaves. 

Rustling of dry leaves, still stuck to the tree. 

Few trees here are yet to let go of their leaves. 

An old habit and a new one.

With every walk I pick up one tiny pine cone out of the many strewn under the trees.

I have a couple now:-)

Life is beautiful. We just need to open our eyes to see it.

I remind myself everyday:-)