the pictures gently grasped my heart with nostalgia... a warm tide of memories washed over...
...two little children holding the rims of bicycle tires, standing under a baobab tree... i recall the little shop we had stopped at right next to it. baobabs, according to african myth, were trees planted by god mistakenly upside-down:
a place called "god's window" was one of the most spectacular vistas i have ever had the fortune to see... the mental pictures of it have still haunted me over the years. here is a picture of my mother, brothers, and i... sitting on the edge of a swimming pool in front of a little motel nearby:
another one i scanned in... taken from our car window on a safari at the "kruger national park". an incredible experience, we got to scout around for lions, elephants, giraffe, baboons, etc... and we jokingly called these men who worked for the park, "meals on wheels":
another trip to "blayde river" out in the african wilderness... i remember jumping with my brothers on awesome trampolines stretched over holes in the ground near the thatch-roofed rooms we stayed in... a view of the canyons with the "three sisters" formation in the distance:
one of my great pleasures has become finding high places from which to look out and see the expanse below... it is a wonderful rush and a tranquility at the same time.
i think i try to do this in life, too - in my perspective. when you can somehow get above things and gain a larger scope, the patterns and overwhelming beauty emerge...