It was a slightly melancholic walk down and alongside the Sabie river because the weekend was drawing to an end. And because I believe I could have better used my time, more productively to say the least.
I also saw a dead-still crocodile and a fearless hippo.
The sun setting through the quiet arbors absorbed my melancholia, and had me lifting my eyes heavenwards.
a writer's notebook: "write a little every day, without hope, without despair" - isak dinesen
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Sunday, March 06, 2011
Friday, March 04, 2011
Dusk
The photo, that was dusk approaching. Now a few hours later I'm back from the swimming pool, cool again, with humidity's sheen washed away.
The resort is quiet, I can hear laughter in the background. Also crickets chirruping. Above, pressed in black velvet, is the milky way and southern cross.
This is the Lowveld bushveld; relatively close to Kruger, we are walking distance to Hazeyview: Sabie River Sun.
The resort is quiet, I can hear laughter in the background. Also crickets chirruping. Above, pressed in black velvet, is the milky way and southern cross.
This is the Lowveld bushveld; relatively close to Kruger, we are walking distance to Hazeyview: Sabie River Sun.
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