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Is there anything more beautiful than an african sunrise?
Ndutu NCA, Tanzania
Better be watched by an animal than a nosy man.
The world is like a book and those, who do not travel, only read the first page.
If you only visit 2 continents in your lifeteime, visit Africa, twice.
All rights reserved. © Thomas Retterath 2023
of Hout Bay from the famous Chapmans Peak drive, Western Cape, South Africa
The world is like a book and those, who do not travel, only read the first page.
All rights reserved. © Thomas Retterath 2022
Steenbok in the thickets.
Ndutu NCA , Tanzania
Better be watched by an animal than a nosy man.
The world is like a book and those, who do not travel, only read the first page.
If you only visit 2 continents in your lifeteime, visit Africa, twice.
All rights reserved. © Thomas Retterath 2023
Sable Antelope cow in the Okavango Delta, Botswana.
Maybe the most beautiful antelope.
Males have black fur, while the females are sable brown. Both genders have horns.
The world is like a book and those, who do not travel, only read the first page.
All rights reserved. © Thomas Retterath 2023
Factory Butte is a desolate and beautiful area - I was there on Memorial Day Weekend (an American holiday honoring military personnel who died while serving in the US Armed Forces). I saw less than ten other people.
The butte was named by earlier settlers who thought it looked like the Provo Woolen Mill factory building.
My prior post was a close up of this landscape.
GPS is the exact spot of the photo :-)
Beautiful is held in the beholders eyes. Trust your heart on what is beautiful.
🎼: Scars to Your Beautiful ~ Alesia Cara~
✈️ : Elvion
And you don't have to change a thing
The world could change its heart
No scars to your beautiful
We're stars and we're beautiful
LeLUTKA Inez Head 3.1
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Gina Shape for Lelutka Inez 3.1 Evo X
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Whenever I am sad or happy this song never fails me... <3
“My prayers, my tears, my wishes, fears, and lamentations, were witnessed by myself and heaven alone. When we are harassed by sorrows or anxieties, or long oppressed by any powerful feelings which we must keep to ourselves, for which we can obtain and seek no sympathy from any living creature, and which yet we cannot, or will not wholly crush, we often naturally seek relief in poetry—and often find it, too—whether in the effusions of others, which seem to harmonize with our existing case, or in our own attempts to give utterance to those thoughts and feelings in strains less musical, perchance, but more appropriate, and therefore more penetrating and sympathetic, and, for the time, more soothing, or more powerful to rouse and to unburden the oppressed and swollen heart.”
― Anne Brontë, Agnes Grey
A Blue Jay waits patiently for some seed to appear. These guys dominate the food chain on our lakefront, except for the squirrels of course!