Nature has its own sense of design, its own genre of art. When we stroll through the ancient and timeless landscape of Jawai, this art portrays itself flamboyantly. The hills which turn into islands after the monsoon, leopards who criss-cross the granite kopjes adjacent to villages, a beautiful sunrise across the Kumbhalgarh range of the Aravalli Hills are all a feast for the eyes. Even among the finer elements, the smallest details never fail to engross and amaze.
Read More Secrets of the Awal
Simona continues her journey across Rajasthan, leaving Jaipur’s palace life behind for a few days in the bush, at Sher Bagh, Ranthambhore, where new adventures await her.
Read More Part III – Sher Bagh The Eye of the Tiger
Summer Visitors and Some Residents
In the second part of our series on birds, our blog this week looks high and low amongst the canopies and undergrowth of Ranthambhore’s forests in the peak of summer. May and June are invariably the hottest periods of the year in Ranthambhore and as many trees lose their leaves and the grasses shrivel and retreat in the heat, few creatures of the forest bother to stir unless they absolutely must. Not so with our feathered friends. Summertime sees an influx of some migratory birds to Ranthambhore who are currently here to escape the chill of the hills, from as far away as Central Asia. Other, residents – such as our male peafowl – develop such outrageously brilliant plumages, they forced Charles Darwin to splutter, “the sight of a feather in a peacock’s tail, whenever I gaze at it, makes me feel sick.”
Read More Birds, Birders and Twitchers: Part II