Seems every tree has decided to attack;
pollen drifts like yellow powder grenades...
As we saunter across dusty planks,
the briny ocean licks the air...
We are up
Against a storm which shows no mercy...
The campfire is now
Burning throughout the cold night...
The shoes
will have to come off...
Snowdrops created
shadows of the past...
Like amber mem'ries,
snow makes dainty Sarcodes spring...
Panic attacks on the road
to recovery...
Here on the driest continent on earth
the smell of rain was named...
Breathtaking
Walking up the steep tall hill...
The sound of nature conveys a message
through the language of birds...
Fall,
fall to the same place...