It’s been a while since I posted on this small space of mine. It was an unintentional break.When I first started the blog,I thought it was all smooth sailing. I was excited and enjoyed the experience,the novelty it brought me.It was supposed to be a hobby,occupying my leisure time.But I didn’t expect it to take over most of my time,the time I should be spending with my kids and looking after myself.
Preparing the food,arranging the set ,shooting would take several hours,not to mention the clean up after that,since there’s no maid around.Then there is editing,which would take days for me since I’m a perfectionist. Along comes the social media part,being active in Twitter and FB and submitting to all the food porno sites.It was so overwhelming. I had to find a balance but I was unable to.
Then came the holidays. A much needed one.We went home,to the green haven after two years. Away from all the dust,heat and artificial life.I wanted to make it special for my kids since the last few times they were in Sri Lanka they were too small to absorb anything. Sadly,it was a short holiday due to husband’s extreme workload. But we made the most out of it. As much as I wanted it to be a foodie tour, photographing food and prop hunting wherever we go,I never did any of those. I took my kids to visit people,relatives and friends. Places we’ve never been to.To enjoy being at home so they’ll look forward to going back again.Here are,some of the memories I brought along with me.These travel shots are by my husband whose a nature and wildlife photography enthusiast. I was more than happy to handover the camera to him,and enjoy my time with the kids.
|Motherly love..A family of elephants in Pinnawala Elephant Orphanage|
|A tusker having his lunch..At Pinnawala Elephant Orphanage|
|Well behaved elephants coming to their sanctuary after a bath in the river|
|A squirrel nibbling his snack..in the hill country,Gampola|
|A view from the backyard in my husband’s paternal house,Gampola|
|Sleeping Buddha statue in a temple in Gampola,the largest of it’s kind in South Asia|
|It was the Rambutan season,stalls full of Rambutan adorn the sides of the road|
|See how luscious the stall looks…I miss Rambutan|
|Mangosteens waiting for someone to grab…|
|The white flesh of the Mangosteen….the fruit leaves dark red stains on your fingers|
|The winding roads leading to the hill country|
|A lone boat in Kotmale Reservoir|
|My personal favorite…….|
|Puppets on a roadside stall|