On 29 December 2019, a fine Saturday morning, we drove to Panchgani, the land of strawberries. We started before the sun came up, and I diligently selected one photograph to represent every hour from 7 am to 5 pm.
The first hour was an orange sunrise amid butterfly street lights, and the second was a brief blue pause.
The third hour was a commercial breakfast, the fourth barely picturesque.
By the fifth hour, I was struggling to find subjects to photograph, but there was a lake to drive by.
In the sixth hour, we were thwarted for a while near our destination by a broken down bus,
And in the seventh hour we made it to our container-room.
The eighth and ninth hour were lunch and then dessert overlooking a strawberry field.
The tenth hour was a vision.