tea time
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Tired as a hyenaAfter a good day's huntResting as the sun escapes the SavannahCovering it with dark overcast
The giraffe thoughtfully chewsWhile I sip tea that got slightly bitter and cold.
In the night the animals come to drink by the waterhole, surrounded by cracked soil and traces of an extinct river bed.Groom Lake in Serengeti, if you know what I mean.
Fear, balance and ultimately death, rules this land.But we remember the amazing beauty.
All the pictures we show after returning from our ancestral home to our presumed home