Resda sva se na Osovnik odpravila z namenom, da najdeva sonce, pa vendar je bila hoja do vrha po meglenih stezicah prava pravljica zase.
Po tleh oranžno-rjava preproga, veje obrobljene belo, vonj po gozdu, dvoje srečnih src, bežečih pred padajočim ivjem, dvoje toplih sap, mešajočih se z meglicami, neskončno navduševanje nad čudovitimi drobnimi prizori narave na vsakem koraku in… bentenje nad fotoaparatom, ki ne zmore niti približno ujeti vseh teh belin, svetlob in lesketanja.
Če sva našla sonce? Ammm… povem jutri. :)
It is true that Miro and I went up to Osovnik hill in order to find some sun, but hiking to the top through foggy paths was a real fairytale for itself anyway.
Orange-brown carpet on the ground, white-contoured branches, smell of forest, two happy hearts running away from a falling frost, two warm breaths mixing together with foggy mists, endless admiration over wonderful tiny images of nature at every step and… complaining over the photo-camera that can’t capture even closely all these whitnesses, lights and shimmering.
Did we find the sun? Ammm… I’ll tell tomorrow. :)
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