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:iconartist6:
this is very nice Avari!!!! have a nice Weekend, kind regards, rene;-)

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:iconbodyshredder1977:
you must have more fortune than any other person on our lovely planet to have the situation for such an incredible shot :faint:

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:iconmmenathalie:
Cudowne tło za ptaszkiem! :faint:
Może zbyt niebieskie kolory, zwłaszcza na płocie, ale i tak jest pięknie. Trzeba mieć dużo szczęścia, żeby zrobić tak piękne ujęcie. :heart:

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:iconwilithin:
Wróbel siedział na brzegu fontanny, ona była w takim dzikiem błekicie :D a tło to spadająca woda ;)

Cieszę się, ze Ci się całośc podoba i dziękuję za favika :)

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:icongeorgyin:
Incredible shot,and amazing colors and the bird just looks like he's posing.
Well done :thumbsup:
:iconcarterr:
Gorgeous - but wonder if you can lighten the sparrow's face a little?

Cheers
Robyn
:iconervill:
wiedziałem ze Sparrow to mag priemienienia :D

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:iconnifrodel:
To jest po prostu śliczne Avi :love: :+favlove:

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:aww: świetnie, że Ci się wróbel podoba i dziękuję za favika :hug:

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Play for me, Minstrel, my love,
play a harp, her neck is of gold,
in a dance, which covers my soul,
I'll become the mirror of my thoughts...

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