BLACK AND WHITE
Outdoor metal art
Fight of bees
bee, photo of animal, nature photo, flowers, nature
The beautiful sky
Color of the sky
sky blue color
Karahunj. Zorats Karer
Zorakarer is 3500 years older than England’s Stonehenge and 3000 years older than the Egyptian pyramids.
Located in Syunik Province 6 km away from the town of Sisian.
Photos of butterflies
Ancient astrological observatory. Armenia
One of the best known and most interesting archaeological landmarks in Armenia...
Storks on the field
Zorats karer. Armenia
Every living creature has a right to live. Even if it is a small ant. It considered to be one of the industrious animals. One ant can do nothing, but if they are many, they are strong. They build houses, arange the work in their families. And who says they understand nothing.
A few members of an ant colony are working industriously to secure materials to build a safe and secure shelter. This magnified image shows these tiny black and red workers labouring together in the dry parched earth to move tiny grain, small pebbles and large rocks.
it is evident that the stark contrast created by the rough man-made creations only serves to multiply the beauty of the clear backdrop, which further emboldens nature at its finest. The dusky glow falls like a curtain over the closing day.
The dim tone of a forgotten memory or a living remembrance of hartred lives around the city. Dirty and old it stands equally strong, the fortress holds inside many years of experience, where a thousand steps were taking and more than a hundred hands were held. More than a million faces passed by to live.
Three exquisite coiled sea shells are pictured against a black background. The first two have a black and white horizontal stripe pattern, while the third shell has a brown and black horizontal pattern. All three patterns resemble jungle animal prints.
Do you think rain is romantic? Maybe. Dark gray clouds water the sea, giving it coolness. In hot summer days we dream about them. In cold winter days we afraid them. Everything is relative. Water is life, even it comes from angry sky.
A million needles pinching through the thickness of the air, the heat of the moment, actively burning in different points and other ends, grasping the trunk hard until it is time to finally let go, and flow in between the currents of wind to arrive to their home, and vanish in the air.
The irregular sea of loneliness spreading across the moist ground and small cracks between oportunity and end. The gathering of channels leading to different locations, all taking runned to different surfaces and giving new places to explore, new ways to run to, new reasons to run from themselves and the others.
The fragments of a broken home lay around in the dump. Nowhere to be found the humans are lost between the mechanism of a better world and the fumes, while some stay in the forest, living inside of trees and running around its branches, feeding the nature with fresh water.
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