Evidence of global warming as witnessed in Antarctica in January of 2020.

Cruz de Cristo Blanco

This cross is located near the famous Cristo Blanco statue, which overlooks the city of Cuzco. It sits atop a small shrine and is elaborately dressed in fine fabrics, flowers, and offerings, especially during religious festivals. Locals regard the cross as a guardian of Cuzco, protecting it from natural disasters — especially earthquakes.

Pilgrims visit this cross to offer prayers for health, protection, and blessings. People leave items such as candles, coca leaves, and small charms.

The act of dressing the cross is both a Catholic ritual of reverence and an Andean act of animism, recognizing the cross as a living presence.
 

Fishermen in Mazara del Vallo discovered a bronze leg while fishing and then months later they found the torso and head in 1998.

Santiago Atitlán is home to a wooden figure made by shamans to shield against witches. It had the opposite effect until the shamans twisted the figures' head around and broke its legs; now it protects the town.

There is a long standing tradition in Mexico and elsewhere that celebrates Christian events in ways rooted in indigenous rites. Dia de los Muertos, or Day of the Dead, is a beautiful example of an assimilated festival. This image is from a simple cemetery near Oaxaca, Mexico.

The Eiffel Tower is one of the most iconic landmarks in the world. It is instantly recognizable and has been featured in countless movies, TV shows, and advertisements. It is often seen as a symbol of France and its culture.

The River Eske flows through Donegal and the gentle, tree‑lined path along its bank passes through fairy villages that add a sense of wonder. The fairy houses along Bank Walk have become one of those small, unexpected bits of magic that completely transform the atmosphere of the trail. What began as a few whimsical doors tucked into tree trunks has grown into a “fairy village.”

The houses blend into the natural setting and are intentionally subtle. You don’t see them all at once—you discover them, which is part of the charm. There are painted doors, windows, ladders, and signs tucked into tree trunks. The doors and houses appear at irregular intervals—some low to the ground, some tucked into bark crevices, others perched a little higher as if belonging to more adventurous fairies.

If you ever find yourself there, it’s one of those places where you slow down without trying. The fairies help with that.

The Fire Wave is a natural sandstone formation in Valley of Fire State Park in Nevada, which resembles an ocean wave with swirling red, white, and pink sandstone patterns. 

While walking in Luang Prabang we stumbled upon a tiny theater that offered short concerts featuring a storyteller accompanied by a flautist playing a khaen. We wanted to attend so we convinced everyone in our group to join us for a unique local experience.