Landour, named after the Welsh town ‘Llanddowror‘ is home to mighty oaks, pines, cedars and rhododendrons. Every nook every corner of this small hillside is blessed with pristine serenity and beauty. Even the skies above Landour too don’t fail to mesmerize along with the changing seasons.
The skies over Landour, always astound one with the clouds changing forms and shapes with different seasons, as if almighty has set spectacular screensaver in the high skies.
Be it cumulus, cirrus, cirrocumulus or cirrostratus, these beautiful clouds over Landour skies can arouse artistic aspirations in a creative corners of mind.
These clouds sometimes play hide and seek between manifold layers of mountains, they rise up go down swirling along the curves, edges in the valley as if they are dancing alongwith the wind.
These clouds often march into the valley like a troop and suddenly recede away, slowly fading into the clear evening breeze.
Be it dawn or the dusk, skies in Landour create picturesque panorama along every nook and corner of the hillside.
The famous winterline is also visible from Landour and displays striking clear view in the evening, inspiring nature lovers and photographers all over.
The northern breeze sometimes carries these clouds through the pine and oak forests creating a mystic bluish haze which can sweep someone away off their feet. Sunlight entering through the mist in the Pine forest can make one spellbound as if almighty is pouring in rays of hope from the heavens.
Atmospheric clouds sometimes create illusion while driving over high mountain roads and at times can disappoint nature lovers who love watching snow cladded high mountain peaks.
The clouds can suddenly lift their veils and can make one wonderstruck with the majestic view of the snow-covered Himalayas.
Altogether the mountainous topography, natural landscape, altitude, meteorological phenomena altogether contribute towards the incredibly amazing canvas of the beautiful Landour skies.
For once in lifetime please visit the beautiful hillside of Landour. I will conclude with the lines of the poem ‘The Cloud’ by Percy B. Shelly
I bear light shade for the leaves when laid
In their noonday dreams.
From my wings are shaken the dews that waken
The sweet buds every one,
When rocked to rest on their mother’s breast,
As she dances about the sun.
I wield the flail of the lashing hail,
And whiten the green plains under,
And then again I dissolve it in rain,
And laugh as I pass in thunder…….