It was high tide and gentle waves were washing into the pool.
Refreshed and so alive I decided to walk up the mountain above the village.
After a short cold and wet spell of autumn weather the fynbos is full of small wonders.
Nature invites me to calm down and to meditate with it's mandalas.
Resting in the inside
Unfolding anew with every breath
Blossom with new life
A little world of wonders with new life sprouting between the skeleton of the old.
How beautiful are even the tiny most common plants.
On my way down I met a tiny warrior in his shiny black amour.
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