<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726778361061088733</id><updated>2011-12-27T09:17:56.673-05:00</updated><category term='poem'/><category term='H1B'/><category term='poems'/><title type='text'>mookuthi</title><subtitle type='html'>Dancing my way through Life!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mookuthi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726778361061088733/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mookuthi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726778361061088733/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mookuthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03652916444537349473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726778361061088733.post-6405235065844440566</id><published>2011-05-21T23:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T23:39:54.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New names</title><content type='html'>My 2 yr 10 month calls me Butter cup and his dad chocolate chip.....everything he says and does I feel like capturing that moment in time and store it away. A time when I can revisit and feel happy just like all times before:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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She offered Vijji a drink. Vijji was hungry and she wanted to eat something tasty and spicy. Her grand mom tried offering Vijji different things from the kitchen,Vijji stayed stubborn and wanted grandma to make her something different and delicious.Vijji's dad who heard all this gave her some money to buy his favorite snack from a nearby shop. Vijji nodded no.Valli and Vichu tagged along and were hungry too.Being the eldest Vijji had no alternative but to listen to her Dad. Vali and Vichu who were busy climbing the terrace heard this and ran away. They didn't want to walk all the way to the shop with Vijji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vijji went running to the nearby shop. An Old man behind the store looked at Vijji and said, 'are you here for moong dal'. Vijji and her sister often came to buy 'moong dal'on friday afternoon for their father as it was his favorite snack. Vijji nodded yes. The shop keeper said "sorry no moong dal today would you like to try some Maggie noodles?". Vijji wondered what Maggie was?? He said its noodles and the most tasty thing he ever had . His wife an old lady popped out from nowhere and said "yes very nice... buy it". Vijji was short of cash but Store keeper said he would pick it up from his mom on her way back home from work.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Vijji was worried what her dad would say.But she was convinced that Maggie is the new thing and she was going to be famous when she talks about it to her friends in school.She reached home and told him about this amazing snack called Maggie noodles and how tasty it was. She told him that all her friends had tasted it and she was the only one left to eat it. Her dad laughed and said, 'give it to pati'. &lt;br /&gt;Vijji ran up and asked her pati to make it for her. she called Vali and Vichu to tell them about the noodles. She was proud when she explained how tasty it was. Vichu and Vali were keen to have it . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pati saw the packet and asked Vijji to read her the instructions. Vijji helped her pati to cook them for her. Her pati said 'why do these look like worms to me. Are you sure its not worms'? Vichu and Valli looked with a disgusting face ,as though Vijji had committed the most biggest crime in the world. Vijji was upset but she put her chin up and said It was the way it was made and tasted like nothing they have tasted before. Pati was worried that she had cooked worms in her kitchen.She looked at the idols of god asked them to forgive her for killing all those worms and cooking them for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vichu and Vali tell Vijji that they were with pati and wouldn't eat those worms. Vijji wanted to cry . But she took those noodles and slipped them into her mouth and sucked them in. She was smiling. She said it was the most amazing thing she had eaten. 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She wanted to look her gorgeous self. She applied her favourite Mac eyeshadow and lipstick which she purchased while she lived abroad. She wore a sleeveless white &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kurta&lt;/span&gt; on her skinny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Levis&lt;/span&gt; jeans. She wanted to show off her red bag and her  red Italian shoes. She then waited patiently in the balcony looking at the road below for a black bike to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;approach&lt;/span&gt; her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;apartment&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Pooja&lt;/span&gt; was restless, excited and nervous . She looked at herself many times in the mirror adjusting her curly locks. She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;remembered&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;quickly&lt;/span&gt; that she forgot to wear her favorite perfume from &lt;em&gt;La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Occitane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. She looked through her closet and sprayed a bit on her clothes and a little on her hair . She knew S&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ubbu&lt;/span&gt; would like the smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door bell rang, P&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ooja&lt;/span&gt; opened the door only to find the laundry woman return her clothes. She picks all her clothes and pays her the amount due. The laundry woman says "why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;aren't&lt;/span&gt; you wearing jasmine flowers, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; leave your hair open it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; good sign". &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Pooja&lt;/span&gt; frowns and looks at her with a 'mind your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;business&lt;/span&gt;' face expression. She runs to the bedroom looks at the mirror, adjusting her eye shadow and make up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Subbu&lt;/span&gt; arrives with hair all ruffled, smelling of petrol and face painted with dirt from the pollution. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Pooja&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;asks&lt;/span&gt; him to freshen up. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Pooja&lt;/span&gt; is anxious to know where he was taking her. She starts to think of all the restaurants he had shown her the previous week. She wondered where the restaurant was as they lived in the outskirts of the city.She calms herself and gets all excited about going to a jazzy restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Subbu&lt;/span&gt; said he was so hungry and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; wait to go to this restaurant. He looked at P&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;ooja&lt;/span&gt; and said she looked Hot !! They sit on their favourite bike and S&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;ubbu&lt;/span&gt; drives for almost 45 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;. P&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;ooja's&lt;/span&gt; thoughts take her to all 5 star restaurants she knew in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; city. He stops his bike and P&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;ooja&lt;/span&gt; looks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt; and she sees no restaurant, S&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;ubbu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;"let&lt;/span&gt; me get some cash from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;ATM&lt;/span&gt;'. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Pooja&lt;/span&gt; is now restless, S&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;ubbu&lt;/span&gt; parks his bike and runs into a road side cafeteria. He smiles and tells her you get best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;biryani&lt;/span&gt; here!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food arrives and P&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;ooja&lt;/span&gt; and S&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;ubbu&lt;/span&gt; sit on a rock watching the sea. 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Yesterday N and myself with 3 other friends left to NYC.We planned to do a lot of things , but we couldn't stop ourselves just walking around the streets of Manhattan. The tall buildings that no matter how much we tried to look up still couldn't see the top floor, as the sun was just right on top of our heads.&lt;br /&gt;Ground zero, where once the WTC stood tall. Just being there and seeing that place just bought tears in our eyes. What would have been the fate of all those people on that day? I kept thinking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We clicked few pictures and moved on from ground zero to the other streets...watching lots of travelers from various parts of the world walking down the street . Its a wonderful exercise to just sit and watch different people walking and talking. While others were busy clicking pictures, to me watching them people walk, talk and listening to the ringing bells from different churches was just plain wonderful. We headed to wall street and New york stock exchange. Saw the trump building. Although public veiwing of the NYSE is prohibitted after terrorist attacks in year 2001, the architectural beauty of the building was worth enjoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then decided to go see the Statue of liberty. Headed towards battery park, bought tickets and stood in the long line to get on to the boat that would take us to the island.The ticket costed us $11.50 per adult for a round trip. There is also a monumnet pass which we could have got free of cost if we arrived at the ticket counter by morning 9am. This monument pass gives you access into the statue of liberty. Because we were late ...we couldnt actually get to see this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we stood in the line waiting to get the security check we saw a man singing with his guitar. His hair colored just like his t shirt in rainbow colors , singing about different people. He said something really funny... he asked a english man if he had any problems if the royal family had a black person amongst them. the english man said "no" ofcourse. The singer said then iam coming to england next summer:) he definately was talented, he attracted everyones attention and in turn did earn a lot of money too. He attracted the chinese visitors by singing a song in chinese language, the Australians by singing about their land, he got 2 english kids look at a canadian girl while he sang a love song. It was all done in good spirit, nobody was offended. He went on asking others what they thought of being married to a black woman and many ofcourse said they wouldnt mind. He didnt stop, he said 'my sister is looking can i hook u up'. LOL!! It was just way too funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then went through the security check and sat on this huge boat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boat took us to the Island where Statue of liberty stood tall. Apparently she was made all in copper and because of oxidation(chemical change due to oxygen present in air) It turns out to be green in colour. The statue of liberty was given to the americans by the french as a symbol of friendship. It was all put together on July 1886. Apparently 300 pieces of copper packed in 214 crates was transported to america by the french in a ship called 'Isere'. This ship was allmost about to sink, but reached safely as she stands up tall symbolizing freedom and democracy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We roamed the island for good 2 hrs. Got something to eat there. Trust me if you ever go to the island , get your own food as the food there is1. unhealthy(french fries and everything else fried)2. aweful and 3. expensive. We bought grilled chicken sandwich ...thinking that we are going to be a bit health conscious, trust me the chicken was burnt , i felt i was eating half charcoal and some dry stuff called chicken . Not good, i didnt waste anything ..i fed them to the pigeons. No wonder the pigeons were so big and fat!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then rushed to get to the ferry that was to arrive in any time. Not only did we get the last ferry back but we also got a real cool spot from where the pictures come out amazing.After the wonderful journey back to battery park , N and myself got a portrait sketched from a chinese man. He did a good job!!Not only did the sketch resembled us but we also looked 15 years younger. We were both happy.What if we didn't meet as teenagers , we now have a picture that shows how we would have looked as teenagers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brooklyn bridge was our next stop. We parked our vehicle and started walking,and ofcourse the little shops,the coffee shops, restaurants caught our attention and we quite got lost in them . The next thing we know is brooklyn bridge was a mile and half away.We walked back to our car and headed to lexignton ave to eat our famous curry. After much contemplation as to which restaurant we want to pick...we decided to go into masala bollywood. The restaurant had a good feel to it. There were bollywood star pictures everywhere,including the rest rooms!!.&lt;br /&gt;The food though i must say was not upto the mark except for mango lassi which my friends said tasted good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was way past 10pm and as we left NYC we saw the mad rush at times square. 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Thats exactly what i did on Sunday . Off to tulip garden festival in Washington park Albany. It wasn't anything like tulips in Amsterdam ....but this view was very pleasing and refreshing. Colors from white, red, shades of pink, purple violet, mauve yellow and what not.&lt;br /&gt;I may not be lucky like Aishwariya Rai  to have a tulip named after me in Amsterdam ...but i am lucky to have just spent the whole day admiring them . Take  a look and enjoy the pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Wohooo...what a trip!!! I arrived on monday last at about 10 pm at phoenix airport. Drove to my cousins place. He lives in one of the nicest places in phoenix. Lots of palm trees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from chilling out, catching up with all my other family members did a lot of outdoor activities.&lt;br /&gt;Climbed the camel back mountain .. 1.1 miles up and return. Quite steep and i almost thought would never be able to make it. But i did and so did my uncle who was 64.It was the best thing i did after being sedentary at home for the last 6mns. After 3 hrs of hike... the last thing i did was to move my body any further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day a few of other family members joined us and we all(12 ) headed to Grand Canyon. It was the most lovely trip we ever had ...on our drive to it we saw the landscape change from dry land filled with cactus to pine trees and snow capped mountains.&lt;br /&gt;Grand Canyon was formed some million years ago when snow melted and gushed through plains sculpting them the way it has done now.&lt;br /&gt;There are 8 points to view Grand Canyon from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see Grand Canyon was amazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/RjtTESXfUDI/AAAAAAAAAFE/vf7wwG89HBY/s1600-h/DSC04369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/RjtTESXfUDI/AAAAAAAAAFE/vf7wwG89HBY/s400/DSC04369.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060729939395825714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/RjtS9SXfUCI/AAAAAAAAAE8/891fchKKEao/s1600-h/DSC04370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/RjtS9SXfUCI/AAAAAAAAAE8/891fchKKEao/s400/DSC04370.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060729819136741410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/RjtS2iXfUBI/AAAAAAAAAE0/1OhRjaiDlNQ/s1600-h/DSC04371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/RjtS2iXfUBI/AAAAAAAAAE0/1OhRjaiDlNQ/s400/DSC04371.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060729703172624402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/RjtSwSXfUAI/AAAAAAAAAEs/jCj3VcNlmro/s1600-h/DSC04372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/RjtSwSXfUAI/AAAAAAAAAEs/jCj3VcNlmro/s400/DSC04372.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060729595798441986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/RjtSqiXfT_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/sRjk0hMRiPs/s1600-h/DSC04373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/RjtSqiXfT_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/sRjk0hMRiPs/s400/DSC04373.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060729497014194162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/RjtSjiXfT-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/ibTs93sTdqI/s1600-h/DSC04374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/RjtSjiXfT-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/ibTs93sTdqI/s400/DSC04374.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060729376755109858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/RjtScCXfT9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/w9MzjUUl2Pc/s1600-h/DSC04375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/RjtScCXfT9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/w9MzjUUl2Pc/s400/DSC04375.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060729247906090962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a bus which took us from one point to another. It was hot(96degrees f) but the trip was worth while.&lt;br /&gt;The next day took a trip to Sedona. Hiked the Cathedral rock and did all the tourist views in Sedona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/RjtQ3yXfT6I/AAAAAAAAAD8/e3Xkhrta2WY/s1600-h/IMGP4839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/RjtQ3yXfT6I/AAAAAAAAAD8/e3Xkhrta2WY/s400/IMGP4839.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060727525624205218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/RjtQbCXfT5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/wKR5N2i8VIM/s1600-h/IMG_1513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/RjtQbCXfT5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/wKR5N2i8VIM/s400/IMG_1513.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060727031702966162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/RjtP5iXfT4I/AAAAAAAAADs/Is1fEwylXYg/s1600-h/IMG_1565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/RjtP5iXfT4I/AAAAAAAAADs/Is1fEwylXYg/s400/IMG_1565.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060726456177348482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most spectacular views  that i have seen . The trip from flagstff arizona to cathedral rock sedona was just amazing. &lt;br /&gt;The cathedral rock in Sedona is a steep hike about 1.1 miles up and back. Most places are dry hot and some shady with a small stream running by. The rock looks almost like lord ganesha . What is fantastic is in the beggigng of the trail you see cactus bloom and in between the trail gets all this shade from trees and cool breeze and fresh air from the water gushing in the stream.&lt;br /&gt; It is'nt tiring as the trail runs from one amazing view point to another.I will post some pictures for you to see and enjoy:) &lt;br /&gt;The last day went Kayaking in Canyon lake. 8 of us in a kayak and 2 in canoe. It was tiring but good work out and lots of scenic beauty to view. Saw couple of Blue herons, few swans and ducks swimming across the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/RjtXTSXfUEI/AAAAAAAAAFM/dVEdhGt5jzY/s1600-h/IMG_1629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/RjtXTSXfUEI/AAAAAAAAAFM/dVEdhGt5jzY/s400/IMG_1629.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060734595140374594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all this beautiful, wonderful memories i head back to good old Connecticut on Monday night:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/Rjs-mSXfTxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/33JDr4FWaCc/s400/IMGP4766.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060707433767194386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a road trip i leave&lt;br /&gt;To see a scene hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;Thorns turn to pines&lt;br /&gt;Rocks to snow capped mountains&lt;br /&gt;From dry desert i travel &lt;br /&gt;To a luscious green garden i ravel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I climb the camel back mountain&lt;br /&gt;With a lot of perseverance and dedication&lt;br /&gt;Like difficulties and sorrows&lt;br /&gt;I walk one rock to another&lt;br /&gt;All my fears come true&lt;br /&gt;in the end i see it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i stand on top the mountain &lt;br /&gt;I see huge rocks turn small and little&lt;br /&gt;teaching me a lesson of importance&lt;br /&gt;time changes hurdles, minute and minuscule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/Rjs7gyXfTrI/AAAAAAAAACE/CdX2gSyi6RQ/s1600-h/DSC04377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/Rjs7gyXfTrI/AAAAAAAAACE/CdX2gSyi6RQ/s400/DSC04377.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060704040743030450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes saw what i never reckon&lt;br /&gt;spectacular change of a plain&lt;br /&gt;to a canyon that i cant explain&lt;br /&gt;first flush of the morning turns it blue, pink and scarlet&lt;br /&gt;Twilight transforms blue to purple and to violet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/Rjs8NCXfTtI/AAAAAAAAACU/zp-MbotbvgI/s1600-h/IMG_1557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/Rjs8NCXfTtI/AAAAAAAAACU/zp-MbotbvgI/s400/IMG_1557.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060704800952241874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cactus blooms red flowers&lt;br /&gt;on top of cathedral rock towers&lt;br /&gt;a white dove we see&lt;br /&gt;peace and prosperity it foresees&lt;br /&gt;The dry sand meets a stream&lt;br /&gt;cascading through rocks&lt;br /&gt;Turning every golden grass green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/Rjs_OCXfTyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xwPrTSLUzRA/s1600-h/IMGP4804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/Rjs_OCXfTyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xwPrTSLUzRA/s400/IMGP4804.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060708116666994466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gushing sound of stream i hear &lt;br /&gt;smile it brings after a hard days hike i share&lt;br /&gt;smell of cold water and fresh air &lt;br /&gt;brings life to my nail and hair&lt;br /&gt;Tall green trees protect &lt;br /&gt;from the scorching sun that i detest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/RjtADSXfTzI/AAAAAAAAADE/Dun_UyxxsVg/s1600-h/IMGP4812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXa5o57YWcM/RjtADSXfTzI/AAAAAAAAADE/Dun_UyxxsVg/s400/IMGP4812.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060709031495028530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pine trees to cactus blooms&lt;br /&gt;from spring water to canyon lake&lt;br /&gt;condors free fall or howling coyotes&lt;br /&gt;humming birds to bumble bees&lt;br /&gt;My journey starts, never to end&lt;br /&gt;I have more to explore for i believe&lt;br /&gt;heaven in here and its for us to preserve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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