In the little village of York, Sierra Leone
I seem to do a lot of this lately…sometimes the stumble ends in disaster and injury and sometimes it is pure pleasure….tranquillity…inspiration…colours…peace….
just look at that door in the background….
….the landscape is transformed over night from brown parched earth to lush greens and reds…..
…these beauties seem to just need to smell the rain and their heads pop out of the dry earth….