Saturday, 12 April 2008


pred dežjem
čaplja izgine
za drevesi

13 comments:

Anonymous said...

What else can the heron do?!

:D

Janice Thomson said...

Lots of rain Polona? We finally had a day where it was HOT in the sun. it was amazing -tonight back to rain again LOL Good one Polona.

Anonymous said...

Perhaps he thinks of them as umbrellas -- or he's camera shy!

Masago said...

Such depth

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

beautiful!

Anonymous said...

Kot praviš ja, hujša je zimska sivina... a mene letos te fronte resnično zdelujejo... Ne vem, ali sem že toliko stara, ali pa so res te energetske mešanice tako zelo močne...

Zanimive so te živalce, a ne. Vodi jih instinkt in so čisto neobremenjene... tudi z dežjem... se pač nekam zatečejo...

Naj bo dan v duhu lep. To je edino, kar zares šteje...

John McDonald said...

very good
johnhjklcjao

Crafty Green Poet said...

lovely, there's a wonderful quality to the light in the photo

neikka said...

pred nevihto
srce pobegne
v samoto


Draga polona, kako resnične haikuje ti pišeš in kako stvarno lepe.

lbn

aleks said...

če bi z neba kapljali cvetovi češnje (in nosili s seboj vonj po borovcih), si morda ne bi želel tako zelo izginiti pred dežjem... prav kakor ta čaplja :)

polona said...

gautami: many things, like stand in a stream fishing ans waiting for me to get a decent shot :)
thanks

janice: don't ask! it seems never to stop! oh well...
thank you, janice

quilly: could be both. and (s)he is definitely camera shy :)

masago: thank you

andrew: thank you!

lucija: res, veliko bi se lahko naučili od živalskega sveta...
in ja, čudne energije... sem čisto na odklop...
in spet je tu ponedeljek (skoraj)
naj bo kratek!

john: many thanks

crafty green poet: well, the light was disappearing quickly as the sky closed...
thank you

neikka:
prvi grom
oprezam za bliski
na balkonu
(tako nekako pa jaz najraje doživljam nevihte)
hvala ti, objem na sever!

kai: thank you.

aleks: lepo si tole skombiniral :)
hvala za dotik, lepo bodi!

jem said...

Fantastic. Well captured sense of change. Of light and sky disappearing, along with the heron, almost as if he was towing the clouds behind him.

polona said...

it weas that kind of a day, jem. everything the same and yet nothing the same if you know what i mean...
thank you