Beloved Farm Houses and the House!

In the past mid day lights of the winter, the farm houses ( Hungary) were found cheerful with the chirp and chill of the birds and animals within the farm- fences and around. The farmer was ready with the before dusk drinks and eats to them ; the young ones were released from their cabs to have their evening feeds and ran hurriedly to their mom. Though there were thick clouds of the winter in the sky, the sun shone brighter and sharper through and filled the grounds with fair heat and glitter. Amidst the farms ,stood my beloved home, shining brighter and soothing the chilling surface of the winter fields …!

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Evening Buzz in the Farm House

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Drinks and Eats before the Dusk

 

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The Winter Clouds above the farms

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The beloved Home in the Winter

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THE VILLAGE LANES AND PATHS🚴‍♂️🚴‍♀️🚴‍♀️

The village lanes and paths provide a refreshing spirit to the air of winter in the forenoon ( the still is from the village lanes of Velilla de San Antonio ,Spain) 🚴‍♀️🚴‍♂️🚴‍♀️

The Sounds Of The Beloved In The Dawn And ‘The Lake Around The Hills’

Lake2Before the Ages , during a winter,a loving pair had eloped from the city of castles and searched for a place of rescue so as to fulfill their pursuit of love enduring…till the end of the world!….they finally reached a plateau which had been deserted by a war of some sectarians, a few decades back…

There they erected a home of logs and bamboos that had been left by the last inhabitants of the plateau.

By the time the winter grew denser and they thought of spending the time by embracing each other for long…and  got into a prolonged embrace for hours to survive the cold of the season….;the fire of togetherness began to ignite profoundly within them and the icebergs around them started melting soon..!!The dense icebergs so melted down started flowing out of the spot…like a turbulent stream of rivers emerging out of a mountain of high altitude….;Obviously it was a river that had sprang up from the heat of their amounting passions…

Now that the river had turned the plateau into a green land of shades and there formed a blue lake around them!!!

The loving pair who were lost in the cold blue lake began their  talk  in the subdued tone of love by the time of forgetfulness like this,

The love told: “I’m all that of a hill surrounded by a lake”

The lover replied: “Yes,I’m all that of the rocks that maintains this blue lake around you, conjuring up the undercurrents of your powerful dreams that blooms out into real out of this plateau of rescue…”

Then the love told him: “All that flows out of me are the kisses you spread over my cliffs and the strokes you fill upon my valleys …every day and night…!! ”

And the story went on till the end of the winter.

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my painting in oil on canvas , ‘ The Lake Around The Hills’

Now I hope , my  ‘Lake Around The Hills‘ is about to reverberate their subdued sound of Love in dense winter.