

Happiness is a shower of rain! With the heat that becomes almost
unbearable, we all wait and pray for rain. Then it comes, it
pours and pours! You gush and you revel in its magic--breathing
in generous lungfuls of earth's essence, overcome with joy that
your loved ones will turn greener, healthier.
But magic isn't supposed to last!

The soil starts to look like this. In the mornings and on quiet
afternoons, the footmarks of the water rail create an intricate
pattern of a foraging bird.

This was the worst! It'd rained heavily for two days and the area
was flooded. I thought I'd taken a photo of an insect skimming on
surface. Instead the reflection of the cycad showed up!
When the water gradually dried up, garden lizards came out to
bask in the sun. This shy creature darted under the palms at my
sight! Slush and shells here.
This type of weed proliferated. I noticed the shells again after
I'd loaded the photos in the computer.
With the number of shells spiralling I settled down to a child's
activity of glueing them along with pebbles and a stone butterfly
and bits of sea-shells on to this little pot. Pebble-dashed and
shell-stocked!

