Baskadia

Nature

For those who love night, moon is only for them

Moon🌙

Tree

This is a tree photo taken by Nazrawi Ketsela. Please help me.

Natura scenario

This is the best photo of the nature Rural area.

Tree

Tree at Linow lake

Trees in the nightlife

Tree shadow

The shadow

Mini bus

Mini bus rural public transport. Drove to the destination

Nature

Tired tree

Aerial Image Of Waves Hitting A Tree Lined Sandy Coast Photo

An aerial photo of waves hitting the white sandy shore with green trees lining the coast.

One Village goat eating tree picess

The tree bird

this draw is a compination between tree and bird draw i hope you like it

coconut tree

evening moon and coconut tree images pictures

Yuvi chitta

A rose tree having only two roses

Shukdeb Mazumder We walked along a narrow road side by side beside a park where rare was the presence of any person. Spring was the season then, a gentle breeze was blowing from south granting us the fragrance of flowers, the sweet-voiced cuckoo was singing at the top its voice to rejoice us. And then you touched me first- through which I first felt how love lives above all, how love is capable of creating a satisfying world removing much of the bewildered looking from the face of mankind. Then

coffee farming in kenya(coffee from tree to cup)

Coffee is considered as the second most valuable product globally after petroleum. Coffee takes a long journey before reaching the cup, a journey that starts by planting coffee beans which are actually coffee seeds in large shaded beds. After sprouting, the young seedlings are left to grow for a few days before transplanting them into individual ports with formulated soil for optimal growth. And for newly planted coffee bush to bear fruit, it will take 3-4 years depending on the specific variety

The dying tree

May appear dead but not Naked but living Weak but breathing Alone but alive I remember the days with leaves I was planted in the rain never heard drought Clothed with leaves of many colours They covered and protected me from the scourging sun They never allow the rain to beat me I flowered in Winter Many came and sang about my beauty They all told me how good I was but said nothing about my ugliness in summer Gradually my flowers became fruits This brought joy to my smiling heart With my fruits

Moroccan tea

Un thé marocain en pleine nature

Riversides boat