Amur
Imagine lying in high grass heated by the midday. The cool river wind bewitched by the rhythm of the waves, immerses you into the aura of all the herbs and grasses it has met. A high mountain ridge covered with ancient Taiga with its millions of trees, is standing proudly overlooking the Amur. An infinity of clouds is gathering high in the sky above. And somewhere even higher the rest of the universe begins. From your little blue spot you try to look into it and you see this enormous, hot and distant giant, you feel it on your skin. It’s the Sun.
