Nature bends to the will of the wind. Beaches extend for as far as the eye can see. Long and white. Pristine and untouched. Boulders groan under their industrial rust. Clouds touch the earth and the sky opens to blue. If you listen close enough you can here both fur and feathers travelling on the relentless breeze…
A journey across a developing country, a life of old and new. Of landscapes of mist and water. Of greens, blues, yellows and reds. Of smells and sounds, traditions and memories of war. A country blossoming, ready for progress and prosperity.
A symphony of joyful tints reside in the Autumn forests of Tasmania. Bursts of colour in the form of small and delicate surprises. Purple, red, blue, pink, orange and white happily mix together in harmony. Brightening the world under the greying sky. If only here for a moment they come to life with joy. Dotting the landscape in a celebration of the seasons just passed and welcoming the white winter wonderland they will soon sleep under.
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It’s amazing what you can find in your own backyard. I had avoided this place only because I had considered it suburbia. I was so wrong. I was left alone with the waves crashing on the rocks below and the wind shaking the coastal flowers so they danced with the neighbouring grasses. As I ventured around Cape Banks the calm, clear aqua of Henry Head slowly turned into a roaring deep blue that forced itself onto the painted sandstone. A […]
The crags were capped in nests of domes, less hotly red than the body of the hill…They gave the finishing semblance of Byzantine architecture to this irresistible place: this processional way greater than imagination. – T.E. Lawrence
Turkmenistan – a place rarely visited but an interesting choice if you like deserts. We drove from top to bottom. A long stretch through the Karakum with a stop in a desert town and a chance meeting with a random fishseller offering fermented camel’s milk from her hot place in the overbearing sun. Not sure where the fish came from in the desert but I certainly wasn’t going to try it. We decided to visit the Gates of Hell to negotiate […]
When I said I was going to Uzbekistan hardly anyone knew where it was. I love places like this. Stuck in time without a bunch of tourists climbing all over it. I knew nothing about it and, like many of my journeys, took each day as it came without looking too far ahead as not to spoil the moment I was ain. From Russian Summer Palaces to ancient cities, lush green gardens to dry endless deserts, everyday was a discovery. […]