Past A different time—echoes of a life gone by,etched in street murals. Rate this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest More Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Like Loading...
Defiant Face-off with the sunin the middle of nowhere,one tree stands its ground. Rate this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest More Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Like Loading...
Prime Amidst green patches,stripped of life; bald surfaces,prime real estate. Rate this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest More Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Like Loading...
Forests A protective forceon the outskirts of our towns—forests no one knows. Rate this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest More Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Like Loading...
Dry Lifeblood running out—the river as dry as bone;hypoxic city. Rate this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest More Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Like Loading...