Showing posts with label Critters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Critters. Show all posts
The secret movements of turtles.


Shadow.

Tilt.



Trails

Shadow.



Fin.
Crawl.
And into the sunset.
As an unapologetic animal planet nerd, I can now consider myself an extremely lucky creature for having been able to witness this. The Olive Ridley turtles that migrate and nest on the eastern coast here have eluded me this past one year, but this second trip was the most peace I've had in ages. The beach is pristine, the sky magnificent, the turtles beautiful and gentle, and just sitting there through early morning and late evening surrounded by hundreds of them nesting all around, it's something else altogether. My writing skills have deteriorated to a point of no return so I really can't explain this but you can't say I didn't try.
And kill me with fire if I don't go back for the hatching of the eggs.
Gokharkuda, Orissa, 2011
As an unapologetic animal planet nerd, I can now consider myself an extremely lucky creature for having been able to witness this. The Olive Ridley turtles that migrate and nest on the eastern coast here have eluded me this past one year, but this second trip was the most peace I've had in ages. The beach is pristine, the sky magnificent, the turtles beautiful and gentle, and just sitting there through early morning and late evening surrounded by hundreds of them nesting all around, it's something else altogether. My writing skills have deteriorated to a point of no return so I really can't explain this but you can't say I didn't try.
And kill me with fire if I don't go back for the hatching of the eggs.
Gokharkuda, Orissa, 2011
Creep.

I neglected my euphorbia plant all the time. It was mine because I bought it at the Agro-Horticultural Society Fair in 2004 as a biology-obsessed kid and watered it intermittently. It gave out beautiful saucer-like flowers for five years and attracted all sorts of creepy crawlies, including this one, right till a few months before it officially stopped living.
R.I.P.
2008.
R.I.P.
2008.
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