"Wading neck deep in a swamp, your revolver is neither use nor ornament until you have had time to clean it" Mary H. Kingsley (1897)



“Exi a me, quia homo peccator sum, Domine”


Picture taken on Lake Galilee

The Lotus-Eaters


“Branches they bore of that enchanted stem,
Laden with flower and fruit, whereof they gave
To each, but whoso did receive of them
And taste, to him the gushing of the wave
Far far away did seem to mourn and rave
On alien shores..”

From The Lotos-Eaters, Alfred Lord Tennyson, 1832.



Picture of edible lotus roots being collected, taken on a visit to the Chellanam backwaters, Kerala.

Uncertain Reflections

Picture of fishermen taken in Chellanam, Kerala.

Home Before Nightfall

An often long and winding road..


Picture taken in Chellanam, Kerala.

The Lake Of Dreams

We were told that no leaf ever rests upon the lake:
for should one fall upon its surface, birds swoop down to remove it.

wishes made beside this lake are always fulfilled.

Khecheopalri Lake is considered sacred to both Hindus and Buddhists.
It can only be reached by walking a quiet woodland path,
marked by small piles of stones and colourful prayer flags.
The path ends at a wooden jetty.

The lake itself is surprisingly small,
almost self-effacing.

But its silence is powerful;
Its untrammelled interconnection to life and nature, almost palpable.

Having cast silent hopes upon the waters,
we walked – and wondered – back towards our car.

 The lake remains unchanged:
still; patient; mute.

Eternally waiting on her next petitioner,
and another dream..

Pictures taken at Lake Khecheopalri in Sikkim.