أولى لَحظات الضُحى وشُروق الشَمس ، مع قبة الصخرة المُشرفة مَن أجمل المناظر التي تغيب عن الكثير من احباب الأقصى ,,خصُوصا عَندما تَنعكس الشمس في بداية ظُهورها لتعطي القبة والقاشاني لون مُشبع بالإحمرار ,,تسحر العيون ,,
Day 11/12. Manang to Khangsar to Yak Kharka. We made it to 4000m. The alititude is here. So breathless. Low on energy which makes me low on mood. Nothing a good plate of fried rice can’t help with though. — I awoke at 5am to a snow covered wonderland in Yak Kharka. Still amazed by natures abilities to create such magnificent vista’s I braved the cold again and went outside with the camera. Greeted by a pink kissed mountain peak surrounded by soft billowy clouds.
Yet another soul refreshing moment.
Nothing like a good sunrise in the himalayas to improve the mood and get me ready for another day of trekking.
I identify myself as a dreamer who lives mostly in their mind palace. An
INFJ and an avid reader, music is my escape therapy. I write, mostly
poetry. A Cancer-Leo cusp, I have an affinity for travel,
sunsets/sunrise, ying-yang concepts(anything mystical), philosophy. An
introvert, I am trying to enhance my photography skills and I like
learning new languages. Random facts, silly rhymes, karaokes, memes and
random witty bantering is appreciated.
Untitled by //sarah Via Flickr: Last balloon shot for a little while, I promise.
It was so incredibly quiet up there, besides when the balloon operator had the flames on to keep us up. You could really feel the world waking up beneath you: birds chirping from far below, the infrequent toy car winding on a lone road, the shadows shrinking as the sun rose. The other balloons floated silently around us, just far enough away to seem vaguely unreal.