the waves -

from the vacation ~

the waves 

rising, falling, rising . . .

we return

"see, how it bloomed" ~

see, how it bloomed 

here, this spring

the mountain iris

This Iris has a story...a gift from Gangotri (where River Ganga originates), and supposed to be growing and blooming only in deep cold...but the mountain's gift has bloomed in his garden in this city, this spring... the gleam in the eyes of the gardener, a friend, as he said..."see, how it bloomed" ...

fine weather

fine weather 

in its stillness, the river

stops its flow, then turns