A gentle morning light...
... in the forests of my homeland. It touched the guardian of the forest very gently, allowing its splendor to be seen. The jay is my secret favorite in the woods of Switzerland, for it completely rules its domain, whether on the ground or in the air. The royal bird flies skillfully between the trees in search of food or a mate. You usually only see the master of the skies briefly, but you hear him all the better for it. I had been watching the jay for a long time that morning in the forests and stood in the same spot for a long time until my feet began to hurt. But suddenly he appeared and flew past me. I thought to myself, that was it, and I actually wanted to leave, because at some point you run out of strength and can no longer concentrate. But the clever bird probably wanted to know who was standing there in the middle of the forest—what kind of strange creature—and came back. The jay sat on a bush and jumped on it repeatedly. I could forget about taking photos, but luckily for me, he stayed for a brief moment, looked over at me, and a short time later disappeared somewhere into the dark of the forest. That was it. I could hardly believe my luck, because that brief moment meant everything to me. The jay is so clever that it's always extremely difficult to capture him in a photo.
Added to that was the delicate morning light in the background, which literally made the day seem golden.
Whatever happens to animals also happens to humans. All things are interconnected. What afflicts the earth also afflicts the sons and daughters of the earth.
- Chief Seattle
A gentle morning light...
... in the forests of my homeland. It touched the guardian of the forest very gently, allowing its splendor to be seen. The jay is my secret favorite in the woods of Switzerland, for it completely rules its domain, whether on the ground or in the air. The royal bird flies skillfully between the trees in search of food or a mate. You usually only see the master of the skies briefly, but you hear him all the better for it. I had been watching the jay for a long time that morning in the forests and stood in the same spot for a long time until my feet began to hurt. But suddenly he appeared and flew past me. I thought to myself, that was it, and I actually wanted to leave, because at some point you run out of strength and can no longer concentrate. But the clever bird probably wanted to know who was standing there in the middle of the forest—what kind of strange creature—and came back. The jay sat on a bush and jumped on it repeatedly. I could forget about taking photos, but luckily for me, he stayed for a brief moment, looked over at me, and a short time later disappeared somewhere into the dark of the forest. That was it. I could hardly believe my luck, because that brief moment meant everything to me. The jay is so clever that it's always extremely difficult to capture him in a photo.
Added to that was the delicate morning light in the background, which literally made the day seem golden.
Whatever happens to animals also happens to humans. All things are interconnected. What afflicts the earth also afflicts the sons and daughters of the earth.
- Chief Seattle