BLACK AND WHITE
Wind turbine and sky
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
Attentively the fruits wait for their moments to be attracted by a greater force. They acknowelegde their tendecy to fall over the feet of their maker, their god, to then be raised up and finished completely. Disappearing forever after a cycle of life, a piramid of powers, a premade death.
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 elder master of freedom extending all around, its branches reaching every part of the sky, covering the questions of many eager childs and foolish men. Casting more than one shadow, covering up the sea and becoming one with the beams of light, vanishing in the air with time.
the gigantic whale-like clouds encompass the entire heavens in a slow gliding movement as in a display of authority. The seemingly tiny Sun, meanwhile pokes its way through the clouds, making its presence know through its piercing rays, like arrows through a hot air balloon.
professional fishing rod on the shore and set his idiot luck. these rods are expensive and not available to all fans of this fun fishing.
Water gushes down an interesting and exquisite stone fountain and rushes out of the open elevated basin under a stone archway to join the stream of running water below. The large structure is crafted from natural hewn rocks and man-made sculpting.
The electric sharpness of growth, spiralling into itself, turning more dark with time. Losing a chance to fight, becoming stiff and steady but earning it is own level of defense, a seemingly simple, yet effective spiky mechanism that indicates danger and pain, coming together in a green canvas with a touch or chaos.
A lonely location where you and I were supposed to be, where our love would take place once again and we'd hide from the world, we'd be protected from the eternal sun and above the ground we'd make our own, that would light up our faces and our hearts. But you are not here, and neither am I.
a stream of rays emerges from the top of a file of clouds while its source hides behind a thick bushy tree. The warm glow appears to emanate from the tree itself, while its neighboring trees are swathed in a cloak of darkness, that exceeds the darkness of the approaching night.
White windmill in the open air in a background of the sky. It measures wind speed. That means you can inquire about the weather. It is remarkable to look how its wings rotate or count how many revs it makes in a minute.
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