A quadrille (44 Words) being whispered today for dVerse Poets
For First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intro hosted by Bibliophile, from ‘A Wrinkle in Time’
‘It was a dark and stormy night.
In her attic bedroom Margaret Murry, wrapped in an old patchwork quilt, sat on the foot of her bed and watched the trees tossing in the frenzied lashing of the wind. Behind the tree clouds scudded frantically across the sky. Every few moments the moon ripped through them, creating wraithlike shadows that raced along the ground.’
For Ruby Tuesday, here is a collage of photos I took a couple of years ago now, at the annual Lalbagh Independence Day Flower Show in Bangalore (or Bengaluru), India. I have been lucky to be able to visit India (and family) every summer for the past few years, and as this show starts right before we head back to the US, we make it a point to see the show (once it opened the very day we were heading home, and we made a rushed visit at 7 in the morning before heading to the airport later that day). This is a beautiful show that is way more than just flowers, and creativity at every corner.
It looks a very interesting and creative event. Love to see more photos of it.
it really is beautiful and we never tire of it..will add more photos 🙂
So, Ruby tiptoes?
certainly!
Love the intro and the photos.
thank you Diane
Loved Wrinkle in Time!
I read 'When you Reach me' by Rebecca Stead a few years ago and had planned to start reading this right after; and now decided it is long overdue..
Bitter sweet tones in your poem!
thank you
I've never read 'A Wrinkle in Time' and I have no idea why! Love the pictures shared also.
me too.. as i mentioned in my earlier reply, this is a long overdue plan now.. and was actually on my TBR even before I read 'When you Reach Me'
Beautifully written 🙂
thank you Sanaa.. always enjoy reading your poetry
Lovely pictures! And A Wrinkle In Time – been years and years since I read that one.
thank you.. am sure I am going to enjoy reading this
I liked the phrase at the beginning and end: "whispers of mama
Swept over me"
thank you Frank..
Lal Bagh show is just spectacular and happens twice in the year – 26th jan which is India's Republic day and 15th Aug which is the Indian Independence day…
yes, that is true, Shalini 🙂 actually, was about to update the post to mention that it is a bi-annual event – the flower show (happening annually for Independence Day and Republic Day) – I just happen to catch the one in the summer
Time passes in just that way… it's only afterwards we can hear its echo
How beautiful. We are never truly left behind…
Love that opening line…Hmm, where have I heard it before? LOL It never loses its power to intrigue.
Thanks for sharing, and here's mine: “THE VANISHING YEAR”
I specially like: sweet whispers of mama ~
I've read Wrinkle in Time — it's a great book for any age junior readers and up. Hope you're enjoying it. Here's the link to my intro/teaser for today: http://wp.me/p4DMf0-1s6
The poem is lovely. I've never read a wrinkle in time. Better put it on my need to read list!
I love the opening, so I'd keep reading! Also, lovely photographs!
What a beautiful photo collage!
You have captured the Lalbagh flower show beautifully.
Lovely quadrille
"Whispers of mama
swept over me"—that is so tender and evokes so many emotions 🙂
Sweet poem.