Queen Breaca's photos with the keyword: beach

It's five to twelve (midnight): last minute - phew! HFF everybody and a happy spring weekend with loads of sunshine! Copyright © Baerbel A Rautenberg (BARefoot images). All rights reserved. This photograph or any part of this photograph may NOT be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means (on websites, blogs) without prior permission. Use without permission is illegal.

One stretch of the famous beaches in the south and southeast of Bornholm. They are sheltered by pine trees and have the finest sand in the world, except the South Pacific, maybe.

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Sitting on the beach in Charton Bay playing with my old 600mm mirror tele lens.

Die Möwen sehen alle aus, als ob sie Emma hießen. Sie tragen einen weißen Flaus und sind mit Schrot zu schießen. Ich schieße keine Möwe tot, ich laß sie lieber leben - und füttre sie mit Roggenbrot und rötlichen Zibeben. O Mensch, du wirst nie nebenbei der Möwe Flug erreichen. Wofern du Emma heißest, sei zufrieden, ihr zu gleichen. Christian Morgenstern (am Südstrand von Wyk auf Föhr) The gist of this poem in English: All gulls look as if their name was Emma. It is said they ought to be killed with a shotgun. But I don't kill them, I feed them instead. You and I will never be able to fly like a gull, but if your name is Emma be content to resemble her (the German word for 'seagull' is a female noun) at least. Copyright © Baerbel A Rautenberg (BARefoot images). All rights reserved. This photograph or any part of this photograph may NOT be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means (on websites, blogs) without prior permission. Use without permission is illegal.