The walk that you make after the storm is often filled with pristine and gentle delicacy.
The memory of yesterday’s mayhem is erased by the beauty remaining after the event has passed.






The walk that you make after the storm is often filled with pristine and gentle delicacy.
The memory of yesterday’s mayhem is erased by the beauty remaining after the event has passed.
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In Pyay, Myanmar, morning is active on the street.
Breakfast at the restaurant is an important meal of the day.
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Our cruise on the Irrawaddy River began at Pyay where we woke and watched morning come to the river. Activity began early, before the heat of the day.
The ever-present haze presages another very hot day, but for now the relative cool of the night will continue for another couple of hours.
There is a quiet calm in this country at dawn, a brief respite before the busy activity of chasing the necessities of life. The river is never as busy as the towns, even though it is an aquatic highway leading to the heart of the country.
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The opportunity to make photographs of sunrise and sunset happens every day on a river cruise. To resist is futile.
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