Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends.
Corinthians 13:5-13
The Three Rondavels are round-topped rock formations in the Blyde River Canyon.
The river cut the canyon. The rain rounded the tops. The result looks like three giant huts on the canyon wall. Nobody built them.
#BlydeRiverCanyon#SouthAfrica
The Cape of Good Hope is where the cold Atlantic meets the warm Indian Ocean.
Dark rock. White surf. Fynbos bent sideways by the wind.
#CapeOfGoodHope#SouthAfrica
The Drakensberg escarpment is a basalt wall hundreds of meters high with waterfalls dropping from the top.
The Zulu called it uKhahlamba , the barrier of spears.
#Drakensberg#SouthAfrica
Table Mountain is 500 million years old. The cloud that spills over the flat top is called the tablecloth.
It forms almost every afternoon. The mountain wears it and the city watches. The mountain doesn't care.
#CapeTown#SouthAfrica
Table Mountain is 500 million years old. Six times older than the Himalayas.
Most people see the flat top from the city. Fewer see the Cape where the Atlantic and Indian Ocean meet. Almost nobody sees the green canyon with three round rock towers 1,500 km east.
South Africa is four countries in one.
#SouthAfrica
Sagrada Família rises straight out of the Barcelona grid like something that grew there instead of being built.
Afternoon light catches every ridge and tile.
What would you notice first?
#barcelona
Spielberg is a village in the Styrian Alps that most people only know for one reason.
The Austria that isn't Vienna or Salzburg.
#Spielberg#Austria#Styria
A Styrian farmhouse is dark wood and a steep slate roof sitting alone in a green meadow.
A dirt path to the door. Fruit trees. The Alps behind. No road sign pointing to it.
#Styria#Austria
The Murtal valley is what Austria looks like when nobody's looking. Green meadows. Dark spruce forests. A river that has been cutting this valley longer than anyone has lived in it.
#Austria
In Spielberg the mountains come down close.
Small town , old houses, narrow streets, a river.
Yesterday the valley was green and quiet.
Today the engines start.
Some places carry two speeds at the same time.
#Spielberg#Austria
Montmartre at six in the morning is a village that happens to be above a capital.
Sacré-Cœur at the top. Nobody on the steps but you.
The part of Paris that didn't agree to become Paris.
#Paris#France#Montmartre
Some places don’t need words.
Just the quiet curve of Lake Ashi, soft Tsuyu mist rising through the cedars, and Mount Fuji watching over everything in perfect silence.
#Hakone#Japan
From inside a ropeway gondola high above Hakone, the mountains fold into mist and Lake Ashi disappears below. One minute you’re in a glass box floating through clouds, the next you’re staring at Fuji in the distance.
#Hakone#Japan
Hakone, Japan , red-and-black pirate ship slicing across misty Lake Ashi with the famous floating vermilion torii right in front.
Shores exploding with pink & blue hydrangeas in full June bloom.
#Hakone#Japan
Hakone, Japan , where a vermilion torii floats on misty Lake Ashi and Mount Fuji watches quietly behind.
Pirate ship gliding past shores bursting with pink & blue hydrangeas. Ropeway soaring over emerald forests. Hakone Shrine glowing in soft June rain.
The serene, painterly side of Japan.
Have you discovered Hakone yet?
#Hakone #Japan