Dinesh's photos

Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound’s the sweep Of easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep. "Robert Frost"

This tree was near the border of my neighnours. Hence my neighbour, senior lady told me she wants the branches of the tree to be chopped because they hinder the growth of tree in her property. I said OK, the tree was there even before we moved in there. No neighbour also told me the tree men can chop off the tree and the charges will be just $ 800. Moreover she told me that the tree is a weed amongst the trees. !!!!

Many people with whom I was in contact were not fond of Winter. I was OK with Winter in spite of shoveling the DriveWay early morning before going to work. With a snow blower it took more than half an hour to clear this area. On Average it is about 48 inches of snow fell in Lansing MI

A typical scene of rural places of Karnataka. The simple village folks spend their times at any public place which will be their regular place of meeting. They sit, chat and smoke. They know not, what the word "Stress" is in Western societies. (P.S They have temporary stresses, -- with basic living conditions) This image was photographed from the bus through the glass, while travelling from Mangalore to Bangalore. Opted for bus to look around. But could get only a few images during the whole trip of about 8 hours HBM ladies and gentlemen

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