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The Dancer in the Clouds...

While at Ragihalli, I took a picture of what I thought was a dancer in the clouds, trailing a glorious train of light...


dancer in the clouds ragihalli 150309

mohanvee said that it reminded him of a spectre; but even that, I would say, is a beneficient spectre, one that lives in the light of the sky, and blesses us from above.

What does the picture look like to YOU?
Tags: bannerghatta, birding, dance, imagination, light, photography
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