Ещё немного тетеревов и бэкстейдж съёмки болотах.
A bit more black grouses and backstage of swamp photography
A bit more black grouses and backstage of swamp photography
Я наконец-то вернулась из отпуска. С радостью буду делиться своими фотооткрытиями из поездки в Дагестан.
Бывают такие сюжеты, которые мечтаешь увидеть годами. Один такой сюжет мне удалось не только увидеть, но и снять.
I finally returned from vacation. I'm excited to share my photo discoveries from my trip to Dagestan. There are stories you dream of seeing for years. I not only saw but also captured one such story.
Бывают такие сюжеты, которые мечтаешь увидеть годами. Один такой сюжет мне удалось не только увидеть, но и снять.
I finally returned from vacation. I'm excited to share my photo discoveries from my trip to Dagestan. There are stories you dream of seeing for years. I not only saw but also captured one such story.
На небольшой речушке в Самурском лесу я увидела, где периодически присаживаются зимородки. Ходила снимать в 5 утра несколько дней подряд. И наконец-то мои усилия увенчались успехом. Зимородок самец прилетел в рыбкой в клюве на глинистый берег, затем полетел к самке.
I finally returned from vacation. I'm excited to share my photo discoveries from my trip to Dagestan. There are stories you dream of seeing for years. I not only saw but also captured one such story. On a small river in the Samur forest, I saw where common kingfishers occasionally reside. I went to take photos at 5 am for several days in a row. And finally, my efforts paid off. A male common kingfisher flew in with a fish in its beak to the muddy shore, then flew to the female.
I finally returned from vacation. I'm excited to share my photo discoveries from my trip to Dagestan. There are stories you dream of seeing for years. I not only saw but also captured one such story. On a small river in the Samur forest, I saw where common kingfishers occasionally reside. I went to take photos at 5 am for several days in a row. And finally, my efforts paid off. A male common kingfisher flew in with a fish in its beak to the muddy shore, then flew to the female.