I’ll never forget reading a quote by some old man on his death bed, looking back over his life, and suggesting what he’d have done differently had he another chance. The line that stuck with me, was him saying he’d sit and admire more sun sets. Why something remain in the vast nothingness I remember, I can only guess. But the old timer was onto something I reckon.
(Breath taking sun set from my 3rd floor apartment across Stellenbosch)
(The palm tree is 10m from my window, and must be 20m tall)
(Dusk on the Bosch)
(A pink sky, photo just doesnt do it justice)
