yarra
dong and i jogged to the yarra river and back today. it was so beautiful!
from low-rise apartments, we jogged through to where it started getting slightly busier, then we entered the skyscraper part of city where the people profile changed from students to working adults in black suits and officewear.
we went past the city to where it was just us, the wind, the trees rustling with autumn leaves and the river that seemed to flow on and on and on.
if i was there alone i would probably have started speaking to myself.... or to God, telling Him how beautiful everything was. who would have thought such a spendid part of nature could reside so well alongside the busy, concrete jungle.
from low-rise apartments, we jogged through to where it started getting slightly busier, then we entered the skyscraper part of city where the people profile changed from students to working adults in black suits and officewear.
we went past the city to where it was just us, the wind, the trees rustling with autumn leaves and the river that seemed to flow on and on and on.
if i was there alone i would probably have started speaking to myself.... or to God, telling Him how beautiful everything was. who would have thought such a spendid part of nature could reside so well alongside the busy, concrete jungle.
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