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morning mist --
an egret hunts
in the lotus pond
The scene is almost too kitsch ... but happened none the least.
And I did not have the camera handy to capture it!
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5/01/2010
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2 comments:
Thanks Gabi san
Each time an egret is seen the scene aquires a new meaning though it appears same on the surface.
best wishes
v.
thanks for sharing, this is beautiful and quite familiar
G.
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