On the edge of summer, a sunflower becomes both home and haven.
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Last summer (hard to believe it’s already behind us), I often found myself surrounded by grasshoppers, some of the most patient little subjects I’ve ever met.
As autumn approached, I wondered what happens to them in autumn.
Their lives are brief, yet before the season ends, the females leave hundreds of tiny eggs tucked safely in the soil. Through the quiet of winter, those hidden seeds of life wait, until spring awakens them and the grasshoppers return, continuing the rhythm of the seasons.
Generally, life is good.
Preciosa historia de amor con un colorido muy cálido y brillante .
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Septiembre es un buen mes para el amor. La fotografía es preciosa con ese bello girasol que sirve de fondo para la escena amorosa de los saltamontes. La ley de la naturaleza.
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Love for life.
ReplyDeleteHe fotografiado muchos girasoles y algunos con un insecto, pero nunca ha coincido con una pareja de insectos que apasionadamente viva su momento de amor.
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Has captado un macro de belleza intensa.
ReplyDeleteUn abrazo, amiga
Wonderful
ReplyDeleteLa belleza del girasol, no eclipsa la historia de amor, pero sí la relativiza... :)))))
ReplyDeleteAbrazos, Kaya.