Have been wandering in this endless ocean for a lot of time now. There have been sometimes that the waves are so tall that they cover me entirely. The sea water is not so good afterall. The salt started building up on my trunk and the taste is at times so bitter it is unbearable.
It is midday, the sun shines bright at 12 o’ clock, only a few ominous clouds in the east. Shades of green reflected in the water under the coverage of a large uneven shadow. Continue reading An olive tree in the ocean