But words are things, and a small drop of ink, falling, like dew, upon a thought produces that which makes thousands, perhaps millions think and smile.
Fine vapors escape whatever is doing the living.
The night is cold and delicate and full of angels
Pounding down on the living. The factories are all lit up,
The chime goes unheard.
We are together at last, though far apart.
-from “The Ecclesiast” by John Ashbery
oh.. what a touching scene. these little adorable creatures are certainly safe with their mommy. this image is amazing.. i'm boring myself (and maybe you :)) by constantly praising your work.. but i can't stop myself doing that :)
the lightning is fabulous.. colours are beautiful especially that bright green of the grass).. composition is perfect.. and the moment is priceless. thank you for making it last forever.. and sharing it here with us! enjoy ;o)
What a beautiful shot. People who do not shoot (photograph) animals in nature have no idea how wonderful it is to be able to get this kind of photo. Or, how much patience it takes.
Bravo. I love those little babies.