This one is inspired by my many road trips throughout Sri Lanka. One particular evening I ended up way up in the mountains (aka jungle) above a Buddhist temple. When the sun set and the stars came out, the low chants of the monks echoed throughout the valley below like gentle waves in the wind. This, of course, was joined by the faint, omni present cries of the peacocks. Crazy magical moments like this make life so interesting, right?
