On Isola Bella (“Beautiful Island”) on Maggiore Lake you might encounter quite a peculiar bird.
The voice of a squeaking old door …
… the magnetic eyes of a chicken …
… but the plumage directly from the garden of Heaven.
May you meet it before it starts “singing”…
… although its royal beauty is worth some ear pain.
Click on each picture to appreciate the wonderful plumage of this white peacock.
I have waited for more than one hour for any kind of encounter between the creatures of this post.
They completely ignored each other, which is understandable in the case of the dragonflies, but not for the frogs.
So, while watching these pictures, try maybe to imagine the dragonfly in the mouth of the frog …
… or even the other way round might be possible for what I’ve not seen 😉
Maybe white and gold, red and gold and even blue and black are not the colours frogs look for. Click on pictures to magnify.
I am ugly duckling.
I am not as round and smooth,
Neither I am as white.
I try to walk by myself …
… but I cannot.
… has some though life on the shores of lake Zurich ..
..and the story does not go further because of my slow SD card. Despite D800 generous buffer, writing RAW+JPG continuous bursts requires more than class 4 cards… class 10 recommended here.
Click on pictures to get full details.
I know what you might think
about me at first sight,
but what came up to your mind
is not what I am showing you.
Despite my lovely aspect
and my baby face
Watch me closer, dear …
… and you will see the scars
I gained through my life
of stray cat.
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