Another Good Day in the Field
After 2 years of not going to train at the gym and a year and a half sitting at the computer, dedicated to steemit games, I neglected the publications so I had not walked as much as before and without exercising, this of restarting publishing makes me walk more often through the lands that I love so much, I admit it, I have gained weight and now I am not as agile as a year and a half ago, this has made me realize why I started walking more often (which fascinates me) I am of those who like to go through the lands looking at the details and also stop at the tops to see the horizon, I am drawn to the roads, that long line that they can see in each one that I show whenever I can or where I talk about They almost always put up a photo that shows the ones I have taken, a walker who has stopped, always takes the road, so I will go again for more of them and all those horizons that await us. I hope this happens and I will start to make a series of roads, I hope that in this new stage I can show more, I already have a classic motorcycle (the truth is somewhat deteriorated, but I look beautiful) that I have repaired and I am missing only details to To be able to shoot in it I have to go much further and I will look for some places that I know where there are things that I want to show so that you can enjoy them as I have when I have been in those places. With a motorcycle the range of action is extended and I can go much further, leave the motorcycle in a place or house of someone I know and be able to walk to places, that's what I plan to do.
Once I entered the mountain, the fantastic beings that live there began to greet me, in the following photo you can see the fairy resting on the head of a green giant, he calm before my presence allows me to take a portrait of both, since They know me, they know that I am the madman of the field, they comment that I am helpless, you can also hear that they continue talking for a while, although they use a majestic language I am able to understand those verses that I let fly.
I stop for a century to feel that song that begins, a counterpoint of kisses that dance on the pupils, the girl, beautiful as only she can be in love, the man who jealously cared for the steps of his daughter, opens the way for us to enjoy of that concert, flowers are what is heard in that gathering of notes.
We must continue, there they call us, they are other playful children who want to pose for the lens of a crazy man in love with the breeze, they know it and that is why they smile sweetly for you.
When I went between the grass and some bushes, suddenly we were surprised by each other, this man who ate something at the foot of a tree, when he got a little straightened I stopped, he looked me up and down and stood with an imposing bearing in front to me, there I looked down (to make him feel intimidated) and he calmed down, then I started to make a portrait of him, he posed for a moment and left. Then I look to see what I was eating there and notice that it was those floats, like the yellow one that I show you in the photo below. While there, the song of this great cicada, which announces Holy Week, called my attention. It is around this time that rain showers make them come out, since they spend most of the year in cocoons and go out for a month or so to reproduce and sing very well. Strong, there are two species in this area, one small and the one I took photos of, which are more or less the size of an average human thumb, the others are about 3 centimeters. Take the opportunity to take the photo of that parasitic bush that grows in the treetops, it seems pretty to me because it looks a lot like a pineapple bush, but it is only made a flower similar to a small pineapple.
After walking a long time, in my path I saw several hares jump, but I did not have time to take photographs, I only looked at the cloudscape when they were away from me, I almost always managed to get close to them, but they must be scared because surely some human I try to kill them or something, because this time they were very angry. When I realized, I was again close to the road that leads me to town and I started to go straight home because I had to post today and it was getting late, when I get into the bush the hours go by without realizing it and hard many hours there walking where the steps take me without setting a fixed address, this is the best to enjoy the walk, let yourself go.
Camera: Panasonic lumix DMC-FZ50.
The flower must have been tasty, if you go back to the photo of the bull, you will see that it tastes up to the nose, hahaha.
They went back to see the photo of the bull, right? hahaha if they are curious. And remember, take care of nature.
Lent: Leica 1: 2.8-3.7 / 7.4-88.8.
Location: Villa de Cura.
