The patchy drizzle, the cool summer breeze, the nature-scented air, the flowers carpeting mountains, the gurgling streams and the dewy petrichor of the post-rain. I really don’t know which dimension of the Valley of Flowers stole my heart first… In all my mountain wanderings as yet, I had not seen a sight more beautiful than this.
I strolled in spirit to these flower-laden pastures with clear running streams gushing through the mighty peaks. I saw the flowers dance in amusement to the rhythm the slow passage of wind produced, heard the eternal note of the streaming water and inhaled the abundant ever-present aroma and what not.
Here are some of the Flowers I was privileged to witness in the Valley. Surf through this gallery and I am sure you will love them all. However, these are just the pictures, you ought to be in the Valley to feel its real beauty.