Answering The Call of The Rain
The day was hot, hot and dry. The air was still, the sun was in hiding. The clouds had their faces squeezed, dark with fury. I lifted up my face and took a deep breath. The rain was coming! Rain,...
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It was seven o’clock and it was already scorching hot. I stood panting at the bus stop, sweat trickling down my arms like an over-flowing spring of water. Ten minutes of speed-walking and jogging from...
View ArticleWHITE OUT AT SAKUMONO BEACH
Stirring grouchily awake at 5am, packing up supplies and sleepy little ones, tempers running high as the sun slowly but surely rises and finally a peek of a rocky terrained beach between a road lined...
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