Figments of freedom

Categories Personal, Photography

Hovering on the very verge of March, I suddenly realise that memories of my three week December break have become so vague, they may as well be figments of my imagination.

So, just to make sure I’m not quite stark raving mad, here are some pics from the holiday that somehow epitomize a sense of freedom.

Braaiing marshies. Nadia Krige
Braaiing marshies. Nadia Krige
Swinging from a Baobab. Nadia Krige
Swinging from a Baobab.
To cross or not to cross? Nadia Krige
To cross or not to cross?
Dog and master reunite. Nadia Krige
Dog and master reunite.
My cousin, Lea, pointing out the spot of Mufasa's tragedy. Nadia Krige
My cousin, Lea, pointing out the spot of Mufasa's tragedy.
My dad teetering on the edge of a beautiful view. Nadia Krige
My dad teetering on the edge of a beautiful view.
Clouds and stuff. Nadia Krige
Clouds and stuff.

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