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!
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….
it’s a green kind of a day…
Happy week end everyone!
The Moth, The Mountains, The Rivers
Who can guess the luna’s sadness who lives so briefly? Who can guess the impatience of stone longing to be ground down, to be part again of something livelier? Who can imagine in what
heaviness the rivers remember their original clarity?
Strange questions, yet I have spent worthwhile time with them. And I suggest them to you also, that your spirit grow in curiosity, that your life be richer than it is, that you bow to the earth as you feel how it actually is, that we- so cleaver, and ambitious, and selfish, and unrestrained- are only one design of the moving, the vivacious many.
~Mary Oliver, A Thousand Mornings