Sunset on the Savanna
The atmosphere blankets the plane in a warm fog rolling down from the hills above. The sun kisses the mountainous horizon, gleaming across a meandering river which snakes its way through the land. The water basks in the blazing ambience of the falling sun. A triumphant trumpet sounds as a lonesome father finally finds refuge after a long voyage. The buffalo bathe before bedtime. The trees gently sway to the tune of the wind, and the grass to the chorus of the crickets. Welcome to the Savanna.