Wild
Free
Alive
I am a seeker of the outside world, a dreamer of untouched landscapes.
Beryl Markham once wrote about the ecstasy of flying over the plains of Kenya and seeing herds of wild animals roam.
“It was not like a herd of cattle or sheep, because it was wild and it carried with it the stamp of wilderness and the freedom of a land still more in posession of Nature than of men.”