The Breath of High Places
The air at that altitude tastes like cold iron and silence. It is a sharp, thin sensation that scrapes the back of your throat, leaving behind the metallic tang of snow that has never known the warmth of a valley. I remember the feeling of…
Enjoy the Light by Rob van der Waal
This little bird European Stonechat (saxicola rubicola) was desperately looking for something to eat before it decided to take a rest. One of the highlights of an interesting hike in the hills of Algarve, Portugal.
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Flowers that bloom
Look back at the path you have taken.
You may see some flowers along the way.
Some were planted by others, and some by you.
How many flowers shall bloom, is not up to me or you.
It is only the Almighty knows, the Bestower of all forms.
Along…