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Published: 2017-09-01 17:48:27 +0000 UTC; Views: 1322; Favourites: 165; Downloads: 0
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Durmitor National Park, Montenegro, 2017.I was driving through the National Park, waiting to pick up my friends after a hike. The landscape is just amazing - and the colors! Even in broad daylight!
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Lovely. The colours and shapes remind me of Skye
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Thank you very much!
It is true, the rocks give a bit of this feeling, but it is so dry - quite the opposite to Skye.
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Thank you very much!
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That looks like a good place to walk
And to run
Downhill
And then I'd trip and faceplant
But it would be ok
Because it's there
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Thank you very much, Alois!
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Such an incredible piece...!!! 
Amazing work, my friend; you've captured *so* much detail and depth here!!
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Love the colors layers ... it's truly impressive. Great shot.
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Thank you very much, Mayumi!
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Thank you very much, Pia! 
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What a beautiful area!! Such a beautiful capture of it, too, Love! It does look rather Alien, doesn't it.
Did I ever tell you that my neighbor's wife was abducted by aliens? Probably not. But I'll probably tell you now, won't I?
It was a dark moonless night in October. Or maybe it was June, I forget. Anyway, I was sitting on my front porch listening to the wind blow through the trees, then down along through the valley, across the river, back up the other side of the city, twisting and funneling through the alleyways of a darkened downtown. Newspapers danced in circles like young club-footed baby ducks chasing after bugs or whatever baby club-footed ducks chase after. Suddenly, there was a scream! (music fills the void here). Then a gun shot. (Someone beats on a garbage can lid and whistles here). The wind continues onward to the edge of town, where it stops to catch it's breath. The wind is winded.
Where was I? oh, so there I was sitting on my porch and I see this tall green man wearing a pink grass skirt, walking through my front yard with Melba over his shoulder. Melba is my neighbor lady's name. She looked drugged, or maybe she was just drunk. Probably just drunk because she drinks like a fish. Next came another little alien with toast in his hand. He waved, I waved back. I figured he must have been carrying Melba's toast!
Then a blue hyena trotted by. I have no idea why a blue hyena would go trotting by, we don't have hyenas in this area, much less blue ones. I sat there for about a minute longer, then I heard the wind coming back. Newspapers danced through the air . . . yada yada yada.
After that I got tired, so I went in and went to bed.
I hope this wasn't too intense, or I could have told you that the wind turned around and headed back downtown again.
Have a wonderful weekend, dear. Keep an eye out for tall green men. They might be living in that Green Urple Brown Orange Black Forest you have over there. If you happen to run into Melba, tell her that her husband remarried.
Some tall green lady name Aroozax. That sure is a weird name for a woman. Funny, ever since she moved in I've had dreams of being experimented on. Hmm. There goes the wind again, and the newspapers are dancing like . . .
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LMAO! Oh you......
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