Coffee Trivia: Did u know that Starbucks Coffee got its name from the character in Herman Melville’s American Classic Moby Dick. Remembering the times n cups of coffee one consumed while reading the book n writing assingments for it.
As a result, we have this phrase meaning: One that is considered ugly or unpromising at first but has the potential of becoming beautiful or admirable in maturity.
In the picture above, we have a lovely Duck,
a Pekin Duck to be precise,
we spotted at the MTDC Resorts, Lonavala.
Pekin ducks are the domesticated ones, hopefully will not run wild and become feral (right Susan!)
bred either for eggs, meat or ornamental value.
Here at the Resort, me thinks it is kept purely for the visual treat.
We paddle, they swim around with their orange webbed feet n dredge.
There were 5 of them that day,
some fully white,
others with a tinge of grey and black
scattered over them.
And yes! Donald Duck is inspired from the Pekins
In the Family
The Papa Duck: Mr. Drake
The Mama Duck: Mrs: Duck
The Kiddo Duck: Miss/Master Ducklings
Below is the picture of Swans, like the one our little Ugly Duckling grew into
Good Day Folks!
Enjoy the last week of this Sweet November
“Where the quiet-coloured end of evening smiles,
Miles and miles
On the solitary pastures where our sheep
Tinkle homeward thro’ the twilight, stray or stop
As they crop–
Was the site once of a city great and gay,
(So they say)
Of our country’s very capital, its prince
Held his court in, gathered councils, wielding far
Peace or war.”
Robert Browning, Love Among the Ruins
Listening to Jim Reeves: Distant Drums & Blizzard
The open bookshelves were behind the Librarian’s chair. It was a separate area, demarcated by a banister that ran along the breadth of the room to the right side of the door with a small opening for an entrance – a kind of rickety garden gate. That’s right. The tables were on the left. So when our names were called in roll number order we walked up to Martha Ma’m to collect our abridged versions of the classics. In Class 4, she introduced us to Enid Blyton. When in Class 5 we were to write summaries (not copy from the blurb) of the stories of the book we read every week in one page of a small 200-page lined note book. By this time, we were the envy of the junior classes. We were part of one of the four school houses, could go up to a shelf behind Martha Ma’m select our 2 books (one full version classic and one popular book) for the week and the best part, sign our names in the library register next to our name :))
I’m happy as can be
It could be the sun shining again
Or the wind blowing through the palm tree leaves
It could be anything
But I’m just wonderful as can be
It could be that call
Or the lyrics of that song
Or that movie I saw yesterday whole day long
It could be all those songs of Cole
And the one that says ‘L is for the way u look at me’
Am I thrilled to read a blog
Or write a post
Or do a tag
Or that comment which made me smile
Or gape out loud
Oh! I just loved that one, the way I did
All that can be, I’ve no clue
But I’m delighted the way I can be
It could be Christmas
It could be the flute
It could be the food waiting for me back home
It could be that oven or the flour
Or the cakes n cones
Or the hug n the squeeze
Or the Smirk that teased
It could be anything but definitely is to stay!! Yay! Yay!
I’m happy as can be :))
The movie I saw last evening: Parent Trap (1998) (for the hundreth time)
The song I’m listening to: Rudolph, the red nosed reindeer
The song that’s got me going: L-O-V-E
The books I’m reading : The St. Clare’s series (devouring them) and a few Famous Fives (thousandth time!)
that would be
Plain Naan and Chicken Handi
Veera -da -dhabha,
Moti (or was it Chotti) Daman
a week ago
on a Saturday
that the water was far away
to come back yesterday
G: plenty of clues for u
The hydrocholric acid is my tummy has started working overtime these days
And everything is so wet
Getting up to a dark room
Walking down in the drizzles
Hot poori and aloo bhajji
Hot coffee (no-no today!)
Window seat everyone?
Bats flying helter-skleter
More Bats than in the Movie Raaz
The sweeper woman with an umbrella in hand
doing her chore
And I almost forgot, the Peacock
All wet and preening, perched on the balcony’s railing
No dance today as it’s plumage is shed away
Sights n Sounds of a Cyclone Day
Phyan is on it’s way, they say!!
TUIB: I listened to November Rain:)
Good song for a rainy day
(and that rhymes, wow!)
Spotted n shot -by urs Truly
I don’t know!?