83 Sekunden nach diesem Bild entstand diese Aufnahme.
Ob mich die Libelle erkannt hat? Oder ob sie nur höflich sein wollte und mir mit dem Fahrgestell zugewinkt hat? Ich werde es wohl nie wissen, aber hauptsache, ich habe im richtigen Moment ein oder zwei Dinge richtig gemacht.
Ausnahmsweise relativ stark beschnitten, trotzdem bekommt ihr noch 70% vom Originalbild zu sehen.
Heute bekommt ihr ein Stück von Carly Simon zu hören:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=mQZmCJUSC6g
You walked into the party like you were walking onto a yacht
Your hat strategically dipped below one eye
Your scarf it was apricot
You had one eye in the mirror as you watched yourself gavotte
And all the girls dreamed that they'd be your partner
They'd be your partner, and...
You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you
You're so vain, I'll bet you think this song is about you
Don't you? don't you?
You had me several years ago when I was still quite naive
Well you said that we made such a pretty pair
And that you would never leave
But you gave away the things you loved and one of them was me
I had some dreams, they were clouds in my coffee
Clouds in my coffee, and...
You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you
You're so vain, I'll bet you think this song is about you
Don't you? don't you? don't you?
I had some dreams they were clouds in my coffee
Clouds in my coffee, and...
You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you
You're so vain, I'll bet you think this song is about you
Don't you? don't you?
Well I hear you went up to Saratoga and your horse naturally won
Then you flew your Lear Jet up to Nova Scotia
To see the total eclipse of the sun
Well you're where you should be all the time
And when you're not you're with
Some underworld spy or the wife of a close friend
Wife of a close friend, and...
You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you
You're so vain, I'll bet you think this song is about you
Don't you? don't you? don't you?
Ich glaube zwar nicht, dass Libellen eitel sind, aber wenn ihnen bewusst wäre, wie schön sie sind, wer weiss?
Liebe Grüsse
Helmut
