We escaped the city after the 2020 lockdown and have found a place by the sea where the birds sing and cicadas grind out the rhythmic tempo of this place, so alive with natural wonders.
Short hikes over the hills expose ancient pathways that bend into time and reveal her secrets.
In the evening the sun descends behind the 'Black Mountain' with operatic grandeur.
It is the renewal of life that constantly amazes - this palm is literally reaching upwards more and more each day.
The birds sing so much that the flowers do impressions of them:
Humans have abandoned this place many times over the years... how long until we vanish again, only to return?
nice clicks !
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