Colours of the Jungle.
Sunday, February 28th, 2010I heard a rustle, in the trees, So slight, but still, was there, Yet there was not the faintest breeze, So still, the forest air. —-Unknown Poet.
My thoughts about the world I see through my eyes behind the camera.
I heard a rustle, in the trees, So slight, but still, was there, Yet there was not the faintest breeze, So still, the forest air. —-Unknown Poet.
This was the morning after we got married. We had a soft twitter from somewhere within the balcony plants. Looking close, we saw this little fella sitting there. I could only manage one shot before it got alert and flew away.