Sunsets resting on the lake,
rain falling on the glass.
The sky encapsulated by the moon,
induce a melancholic trance.
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Snowfall blanketing the trees,
flowers peeking through the chill.
Leaves blowing, wildly in the breeze,
changing colors as they fall.
Trees swaying in a summer storm,
the wind whistles out a tune.
The earth warm and damp, refreshing,
making everything feel new.
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Water color moments,
reveling nature's fickle moods.
She shows off all her talents,
with the power she exudes.
Dancing with all of nature,
a vivid melody, she plays.
Inviting us to come along,
effortlessly, she does amaze.
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Freely giving all this beauty,
for our pleasures, to with hold.
Bringing peace, tranquility and comfort,
to our ever wandering souls.
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I’m flying down the B1 highway from Windhoek to Keetmanshoop with a map and a boot full of camping gear. I’m excited for the first stop of my Namibian road trip: the Quiver Tree Forest. I spot the sign and turn onto the C17, off the tarmac and onto the gravel. I’ll be there soon; it’s only ten miles or so. I am unprepared for what comes next. The car slides and slips across the road. I am not fully in control anymore. I slow to a crawl. The car judders and shudders, the noise deafening, the vibrations rattling the teeth in my skull. It takes me around an hour to drive the ten miles. I arrive at the campsite relieved to be in one piece, even if it feels like all my bones have been shaken slightly out of place. I will later learn that this is what happens when the gravel road becomes “corrugated”, and that the roads authority goes round once a week to “grade” them. Seems I arrived about 6 days after the grader had last been round.
By Jenifer Nim3 days ago in Wander
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That's so true: The earth warm and damp, refreshing, making everything feel new.