The Skies of Africa

As we covered more ground the next day it wasn't just the landscape that stood out - it was the skies. I had been hearing about the sunsets of Namibia for a while, and they had well lived up to the hype and then some, but no-one had mentioned the clouds. Not since that one sweeping the rim of the N'Gorongoro crater in Tanzania had I seen clouds so beautiful.

Whether they were evenly spaced and dotted like an aboriginal painting, or streaked like claw scratches from rim to rim of the horizon, painted the colours of autumn, or just hovering over a single pyramid-shaped mountain in an otherwise cloudless canopy, the clouds were just beautiful.

It was a stunning reminder that even when you travel to places to see what walks on the ground, always remember to look up.

I think my Norwegian roots, hailing from Kamoyvaer within the Arctic Circle, where looking up greets you with Aurora Borealis (the northern lights), just met my African ones!

Hugs for Harvey!

Xxx