The morning after…

a rainy night! “A single rose can be my garden… a single friend, my world.” – Leo Buscaglia Sunday morning, I woke up to this exquisite beauty - I was mesmerized by the way in which, this ordinary looking rose was transformed by the raindrops and the morning sun on it... I couldn't take my... Continue Reading →

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