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Time-lapse
When time is lapsing, those fluffy bands of clouds move along… and your glance may just get lost in the way they are taking. Sometimes in grey, other times half-transparent, and each small group has a soft cover formed of speckled orange white. Underneath, the black silhouettes of martins, hardly ever alone, but often in […]
05/21/2020 Joachim no comments