Blue sky bleeds into inky black as the faces of buildings turn orange by the light of a hundred butter candles. Sleepy dogs awaken in packs, hoping the butcher will be generous before he closes shop. Cricket and frog melodies compete for air perfumed by night-blooming jasmine and incense. Dark coolness soothes mosquito-bitten skin, which will be feasted upon once more.
Thursday, August 11, 2011
boudha by night
Blue sky bleeds into inky black as the faces of buildings turn orange by the light of a hundred butter candles. Sleepy dogs awaken in packs, hoping the butcher will be generous before he closes shop. Cricket and frog melodies compete for air perfumed by night-blooming jasmine and incense. Dark coolness soothes mosquito-bitten skin, which will be feasted upon once more.
Labels:
Boudha,
Boudhanath stupa,
butter candles,
Kathmandu,
Nepal,
night
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3 comments:
happy that you are back safe and sound - thanks again for sharing your photographs of Nepal.
Brilliant!!! Absolutely brilliant, not just photos n caption but all the Sketches.
Thank you, Barbara— much more to come!
Thank you so much, Kancha!
Dhanyabad :)
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