Postscriptum, or A Chaotic Butterfly

We are camping in the middle of the bushveld (bosveld). I am writing this sitting in a tent. The whole place smells like campfires and grilled foods. Music is playing in every second tent and people are enjoying life. The insects are chirping and the birds are asleep. The bright stars shine their lights on our heads.

Life is as good as it can be for us. In the coming week, things will be better (routine-wise) and return to a sort of normality. For now, we are drenched in chaos but the good kind, one in which you do not know what will happen next. For example, yesterday we got stuck in a muddy situation and today we went for a hike - we also saw some hippos and many birds. Tomorrow the sun will be out again and we will probably lay low and relax. From then on, I do not know what will happen.

I hope you are well and that you are enjoying your life. Thank you for reading my little poem! Hive account@urban.scout picked up the wonderful mopani tree leaf and it looked exactly like a butterfly. We also saw the above butterfly on our hike. I hope it inspires you to write your own.

Happy reading and stay safe.

The photographs are my own taken with my Nikon D300 and Tamron 300mm lens. The writings and poetry are also my own.