I have been so busy with work and then upcoming study, that i totally forgot about my blog. Not that it matters…
And so we went on our camping holiday in the Western Australian bush…quite remote. A challenge to get there…but oh boy, so worth it!
The Gibb River road has been kind to us this time… we reached our destination, Bachsten Camp, WA. Stunning location, remote which means no too many people with us.
Seriously, i think swimming in those natural rock pools is one of the most amazing thing, even though I remain always uncertain of the underneath world…
I came back energized and refreshed.
and the dry season is so lovely right now…
We’ve been surrounded by big storms lately and even a few cyclones, but none landed in our area luckily.
I noticed that when I go for my walk, I see now the endless variety of colors that Nature creates in color name.
Payne gray is one of my favorite!
This country is hard to grasp. The immensity strikes me.
It is almost scary
so much space and nothing to contain us.
With the vastness of the horizon,
we must expand, grow into it,
take as much space as we can,
integrate this immensity within us,
let it feed us; otherwise we will get swallowed, crushed, fearful and unable to accept the opportunity to be nourished by the elements.
Time too is larger.
The pace is different in the Outback; you look around and everything seems still, like the clock has stopped.
And yet, the sun setting reminds us that today is passing.
Or perhaps it is the energy that is still.
It is not the effervescent sea shore, with the continuous tidal movement.
Here, it’s still.
of the heat, the birds, the gusty wind, the harshness of the land, dry and dusty.
Some people say that there is nothing out here.
Too harsh, too isolated. Hard country it is.
To see and feel the outback, you have to open yourself, leave your known world behind, open your senses to its appealing and fascinating beauty.
I had written this while on our trip across Australia, almost two years ago…
For some reasons, the desert is calling.
This is where I’d like to be right now.
The wet season is taking its time to arrive. Only showers of rain every 4 or 5 days, which means we are boiling or cooking inside our skins… it’s hot, sticky and pretty much unbearable…
And yet, the light remains special. A lovely way to keep the mind focused on something more bearable!
I’m hoping to share some tropical storms shot very soon;)
During my visit to my family in my homeland, despite not so good weather, we managed to do a few good hikes…We would check the weather forecast on the evening and organize our walk for the following day.
This is Emosson Dam, on the border of France. This is quite re-known for its dinosaurs marks or traces, which are really impressive (for the non-dinosaur-marks-specialist that I am!). The other gem is the omnipresence of the magnificent mountains and lakes…
We hiked for a bit, had a break and then continued, leaving my parents behind. I tell you, we suffered. The mountain girl that I used to be has walked too many flat lands… and it is already something to go up and up and up, as we were motivated by the view from the top. But then, we had to go down…..oh my….
“to live in this world
you must be able
to do three things
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go”
― Mary Oliver