Psa 63:1 – The dry river

Stark, dry, lifeless. Skeletal trees thrust claw-like branches heavenwards. It’s Deadvlei, in the Namib desert. These silent sentinels are all that remain of what was once a living forest. They were cut off from the river by the highest sand dunes in the world, the largest aptly called Big Daddy. The beauty is surreal and… Continue reading Psa 63:1 – The dry river