It is so beautiful, I just have to share it with you.
(The lost trails of the Transvaal - TV Bulpin) In summer, if the rains were good, it was green and beautiful in its very spaciousness. The air was brisk, the horizon clear and clean from one curve of the earth to the other; while overhead the sky was as blue as a magic ocean, with giant cloud ships manoeuvring around, finding positions, and then opening fire each afternoon with their big guns, hammering away with flashes and crashes, until one sprung a leak and showered the earth with the rain or the hail of a thunderstorm.
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