Morning arrives quietly in the Kumaon Himalayas, not with a sudden burst of light but with a gradual softening of darkness. The mountains reveal themselves in layers—first as shadows, then as blue silhouettes, and finally as ridges brushed with gold. The air is thin and cool, carrying the faint scent of pine and damp earth. It feels as though the day is not beginning, but gently unfolding. The forests here are patient. Deodar and oak stand tall on the slopes, […]



