Ent-like, the gnarled branches of the tree in the photo belie its age. I have no doubt it’s been around for many many decades.
When I took this pic I was cognisant of the fact that all I had was an iPhone. There was a wall behind me preventing me from walking backwards enough to capture the immensity of the outstretched branches.
I tried to show how far the branches stretched in the pic below.
Hot summers, highveld thunderstorms and perfect autumns.
The smell of wet earth after a rainstorm.
Wooden houses, pressed ceilings and wide wrap-around verandas.
Wriggling into soft beach sand so that it takes the shape of my body thereby providing the perfect support.
Lying on my back on a sun-warmed stone floor during a summer sunset.
Travel.
The Taj Mahal.
Looks like I can’t count to 10 after all 🙂 LOL!
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Mozambican-born Portuguese South African; reflecting on travel, writing, editing, life, family and change that has social impact; chief wide eyed in wanderer, wonderer and bottlewasher
