Nature Sound

during high tide we can see so many beautiful coral reefs with small fish.

bald mountain is one of the tourist destinations from all over Indonesia, bald mountain presents natural nature and coolness

vacation to kebar, on the way presented the beauty of the mountains and vast meadows. Papua's natural beauty is so beautiful

Seeing the rain drizzling wet the rice fields and forests, the heart feels comfortable and peaceful

Glacier flying with Alpine air Alaska up in montain behind girdwood

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The presence of the fiery and waterfall makes this place look anti-mainstream because this phenomenon is difficult to find elsewhere. Actually, there are still several stunning waterfalls, but this fire waterfall is the one that catches the attention of tourists the most.

One of the tourist destinations that is often chosen by many people is a destination related to water. Usually people visit a beach, waterfall, lake, island, or dive in the open sea. In this world, it turns out that there are very beautiful underwater destinations. Each of these destinations has its own uniqueness that can attract the attention of tourists. peace River Sounds - Relaxing Radiance & Music for Deep Sleep

I ambled along the mountain path. An unusual humming sound vibrated in the air. It sounded like a swarm of bees. Then the buzzing transferred to the rock beneath my feet. It travelled through my body and I felt a tingle that ran up to my fingertips. I rounded the corner and the source of the sound revealed itself. It was a whirruping waterfall. At this distance, it looked like silver tear tracks on the wrinkled face of the mountain. It was tiered and plunged into the depths of a paradise-blue pool. As I began to get closer, the noise of the cataract increased. It was growling and rumbling. Then it foamed into lather at the base. The waterfall seemed to fuse itself into distinct threads of watery fabric as I approached. It was as if a loom of liquid silver was pouring down the rocks. The sound was cacophonous now. The spout was hitting the cavernous hollow of the pool like a thunderclap. It rushed down the mountain, roiling and bubbling, boiling and churning. The pool fed two other smaller waterfalls, but they were not as deafening.