We are clay and our time is the rain Moon Valley in La Paz, Bolivia… under a blue light of a dying day. Like this:Like Loading... Related
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So beautiful and so far – for me! Thanks for sharing! Bye. Kamila
So I’m happy to bring it closer to you ☺ thanks for your visit Kamila. Warm greetings, Francis.
A poet and an artist you are! Blessings dear friend💗
Coming from an artist and poet as you are that´s quite a beautiful compliment, thank you! ^_^/
If I were standing where you took that picture… i know I would cry…
Those would be precious tears. I grew up with these landscapes, it’s so familiar to me that I couldn’t experience with them the surprise you feel. Perhaps I think I’d feel what you feel seeing your forests…
great landscape, love the shape of the foreground rocks. Treacherous footing I should think!
It’s quite safe, it has little wooden bridges for tourism (Moon Valley is a cared place in Bolivia) and the fee is just two pounds, I don’t remember well because I was late so I shot the photograph choosing a place where the bridges couldn´t be seen and across the fences :P