I took this picture on the way back to Secunda recently. It’s taken on the way out of Vrede:
There is just something about this picture. I took it and kept re-looking at it. It’s speaks of various wealth for me. The poverty of the shanty town is covered by a “wealth” of that full moon.
Those people living under that moonlight; they are loved. They have lives, even if they are simpler ones.
And that moonlight; it hangs over all sorts of people.
I can’t really put into words; but this picture made a profound impression on me…