When the rains have gone and the waterlevel drops, Life becomes harsh.
The veld loses it’s vitality as the small pools dry up.
The fishermen give up hope. The boats will wait patiently for their return.
The elephants are the last to leave. They know the way to a hidden spring.
At last the veld is empty. Silent. Waiting…
Because Nature knows: the winter will pass. The rains will come and the animals return.There is – indeed – a time for every season under heaven.