This one from Cape Town. It's February, a 'table cloth' cloud sits atop of Table Mountain. Almost at the bottom of a continent. Where next? Or home.
500km west off West Africa, most of Cape Verde is bear and dry. Here in Santo Antão after half a days effort and some adventure it opens up to a new green world and a punishing, yet awesome, day's hiking.
Deep inside Africa, just past Zambia's northern border in the Democratic Republic of Congo. The sweat and effort to pull copper from the ground and the start of the world I live through most weekdays.
It's cold, but a fresh coat of snow cleans and brightens everything. Light, but thick under foot and I feel like I am seven again with it all laid out only for me. The sunshine is nice, but so are four seasons and perpetual change all around you.