In its aftermath, a carpet of green on the all-too-often desolate mountains surrounding this ancient city once renown for its forests of pine.
In an attempt to pacify his guests' disappointment of a cancelled buzkashi match (Afghan-style polo), one of the Faculty professors proposed a trek with his family up the mountains abutting his backyard. No well-worn paths marked our way forward, we were each allowed to trample on what lay before us, the fragile and flailed plants, and the loose and easily dislodged gravel & boulders. Even the plant-life is born for adversity: if not devoured by insects & animals, if not desiccated by the sun & wind, the wandering uproots it as a curio.
The most predominate plant on the mountain slope was a tender succulent with a towering floral stalk, reminiscent of a bolting head of lettuce. Below are both the landscape view and a close up, also including our resident trekking guides!
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