There are high trees and wide trees, shiny green trees and beautiful colorful trees but there is just one and only King of the trees.
When you go to the edge of the world, then you can hang your legs over the edge and look how the clouds are sailing around you . Picture is taken in bog in beginning of september 2018.
Sometimes it is so, that you walk, think your own thoghts and then something just wakes you up to look around and it seems like you got possibility to peek into romantic film, what was just running in other dimension.
When I arrived to the beach, it was totally empty. There was just lonely stone sitting in the waves enjoying the magical party of colors. I did not want to disturb. So I did quickly my shot and left quietly.
Running water whispers poem, colors paint a painting and lightly blowing wind sews them together to beautiful fairy tale.