opposites

the promised rain here today. all day, they say.

rain rain well stay if you want i guess.

papercut opoposite.

and like a little kid, i sought opposite.
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this summer, i got to the sahara desert. it's been a dream of mine.
it was vast, quiet, hot yet cool.
so different from the volcanic desert of inner iceland- full of gale wind, exploding gaysers and vibrant multicolour streams with minerals in them.

sahara was warm colours. and blue.
so much blue.

it was still full of life still, though the road to tumbuktu has been quiet for a long time.

and the silence.

it was a full moon night when we camped.
i walked out for good hour in the middle of the night.
lie down on the sand, cooling quickly, i saw the moon so bright.

to be erased - foot steps.

and no one, nothing around.
even the air was still.

today, even downtown is quiet. no honking to break the air.
i cant help myself but to pull these pictures out,
they were right.
desert was, and is a magical place.

resilient, if foul tempered at times

slow sunset.

wave. like the sea.

one of the few plants that survives desert: pomme de sodome.

way out.

qataris and saudis come here for falconery tour.

as if time paused

somehow, he broke my heart.