People are sharing raksha bandhan memories. I had male cousins I met on and off, but my mama’s daughters were the ones I grew with. No boy in sight, but we three were a riot anyway.

For all my good intentions, this blog got ignored. Much has happened since. My father had an accident and my parents have moved  in with me as they no longer can manage independently.

My one room and kitchen was not enough space and we moved into a two bedroom apartment  in same complex. Similar feel, similar view, only more space, more people, more balconies.

Will update more regularly, but for now, here are photos of us.

Karela or bitter gourd growing in balcony

First tomato of this season

Nisarga having lunch on his own.

Blue moon flirting with clouds behind cucumber plant

Some of my pinguicula collection

First flower on the okra aka ladyfinger aka bhindi

Parents enjoying their grandson soon after moving here

I look like this these days