With my lungs just about coughed out, my boss sent me home as I was really not fit for work and I nearly didn't make it home, stopping a couple of times to catch my breath after another fit of coughing which wasn't fun. After some rest and overdosing on medicine I hobbled down to the bottom of my garden for some good country fresh air.
At the bottom of my garden are three small earth dams teeming with life, tall long Highveld grass, swampy streams giving life to the dams and a small bubbling brook below the lowest one which feeds into the Jukskei River. With the dogs sniffing around, I put a blanket down next to the water's edge of the lowest dam and lay in the sun. Sheltered from the wind by the earth wall I closed my eyes and listened to the ducks scatter as the dogs flushed them out of the tall grass back onto the water. Just what my soul needed, fresh God given beauty and not a soul in site.
I didn't have my Canon with me, so the next best thing I had was my Android to share with you my garden. So what is at the bottom of your garden, my friend?
I love this! I grew up in Zambia so totally love the African 'backyard', hearing the doves etc. If I go a half mile from my back hard here, outside of Los Angelas, I have Mount Baldy though and it is beautiful
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